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 Netherlands and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Michael McDonald 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Von Mondo,
Reuben Wilson,
Audionom,
World's Most,
Barrington Levy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Busters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hoover,
This Heat,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Pop Group,
Barbara Tucker,
Silicon Teens,
Blossom Toes,
Masters at Work,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Moebius,
Accadde A,
The Associates,
Pere Ubu,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed,
Bauhaus,
Pagans,
Interpol,
Letta Mbulu,
Barry Ungar,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cowsills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
E-Dancer,
Todd Terry,
Byron Stingily,
Isaac Hayes,
AZ,
Drive Like Jehu,
Arthur Verocai,
Albert Ayler,
X-Ray Spex,
the Human League,
The Monks,
X-101,
Blake Baxter,
Soulsonic Force,
Freddie Wadling,
Bronski Beat,
Eurythmics,
Q and Not U,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Names,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Johnny Clarke,
The Zeros,
Nils Olav,
Parry Music,
The Move,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Chrome,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.