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 Zimbabwe and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Winnipeg.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Buzzcocks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
T. Rex,
Patti Smith,
Radiohead,
Mission of Burma,
Fluxion,
The Monochrome Set,
Eric Copeland,
Pierre Henry,
Amon Düül,
Parry Music,
Crispian St. Peters,
Slave,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Byron Stingily,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dark Day,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sound Behaviour,
Susan Cadogan,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rites of Spring,
The Moody Blues,
Arcadia,
Glenn Branca,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Avey Tare,
David McCallum,
La Düsseldorf,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Albert Ayler,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fire Engines,
The Sonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smiths,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fall,
Prince Buster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Moon,
Ken Boothe,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Doobie Brothers,
8 Eyed Spy,
X-101,
Funky Four + One,
Crime,
The Vogues,
Neil Young,
Rod Modell,
Robert Wyatt,
kango's stein massive,
Nirvana,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Zero Boys,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.