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 Senegal and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Make Up to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Jerry's Kids,
Lou Reed,
Neu!,
New York Dolls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Toni Rubio,
Soft Machine,
Reagan Youth,
Todd Terry,
Dave Gahan,
Rakim,
X-Ray Spex,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pylon,
Black Pus,
Ossler,
Soft Cell,
Drexciya,
Donny Hathaway,
Theoretical Girls,
Model 500,
Crime,
Archie Shepp,
Robert Görl,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Anthony Braxton,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
New Order,
Sexual Harrassment,
Suicide,
Newcleus,
Ronan,
Icehouse,
Radio Birdman,
Maleditus Sound,
Erasure,
Roy Ayers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Anakelly,
Soulsonic Force,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Holt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
T.S.O.L.,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sun City Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
The Blackbyrds,
Pantaleimon,
Khruangbin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Sound,
Radiohead,
Swans,
Jawbox,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grauzone,
Wolf Eyes,
Flash Fearless,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.