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 Germany and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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?
Zero Boys,
Scott Walker,
LL Cool J,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mojo Men,
Sonny Sharrock,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Velvet Underground,
Von Mondo,
The Buckinghams,
Unrelated Segments,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Tremeloes,
The Birthday Party,
John Cale,
Joe Finger,
Colin Newman,
Siglo XX,
Das Ding,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marine Girls,
Mantronix,
Scion,
Archie Shepp,
Mission of Burma,
Fad Gadget,
Radio Birdman,
Bobby Womack,
Radiohead,
Aloha Tigers,
Parry Music,
Brothers Johnson,
Pulsallama,
Panda Bear,
Nick Fraelich,
The Sound,
The Fire Engines,
The Angels of Light,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Agitation Free,
Eve St. Jones,
Slick Rick,
Patti Smith,
David McCallum,
Idris Muhammad,
The Gun Club,
Lee Hazlewood,
Heaven 17,
Ponytail,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Albert Ayler,
Flamin' Groovies,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amon Düül II,
The Fugs,
Khruangbin,
the Association,
John Foxx,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.