Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Barbados and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Camberwell Now to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Los Fastidios,
Magazine,
The Trojans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Laurel Aitken,
Neil Young,
The Move,
The Misunderstood,
Harry Pussy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bluetip,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Michelle Simonal,
Funky Four + One,
UT,
The Buckinghams,
Can,
Lower 48,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Absolute Body Control,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gichy Dan,
Todd Terry,
The Wake,
Crime,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Walker Brothers,
Faust,
Interpol,
The Smoke,
The Neon Judgement,
Silicon Teens,
June of 44,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Circle Jerks,
The Residents,
Shuggie Otis,
the Association,
Steve Hackett,
Althea and Donna,
the Sonics,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Knickerbockers,
Wolf Eyes,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Swans,
FM Einheit,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pere Ubu,
Jandek,
Loose Ends,
The Mummies,
EPMD,
Fad Gadget,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Agitation Free,
Quando Quango,
Y Pants,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.