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 Cape Verde and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Oblivians to the funk 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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant 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?
Sex Pistols,
Brick,
Ponytail,
Niagra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thompson Twins,
Joy Division,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jandek,
Ultravox,
Scrapy,
Saccharine Trust,
Mark Hollis,
Lee Hazlewood,
Adolescents,
This Heat,
Jimmy McGriff,
Don Cherry,
Wasted Youth,
Eli Mardock,
Spoonie Gee,
Excepter,
Bobby Byrd,
Quantec,
Magma,
Barrington Levy,
MDC,
Deepchord,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tres Demented,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Moon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Buckinghams,
The Seeds,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Franke,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hardrive,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Susan Cadogan,
Black Bananas,
Ohio Players,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ronnie Foster,
Maurizio,
Anakelly,
Wire,
the Sonics,
Chris & Cosey,
David Axelrod,
Slick Rick,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Piero Umiliani,
Bronski Beat,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sight & Sound,
Derrick May,
Minnie Riperton,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.