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 Maldives and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Blancmange to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Wire,
Swans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gastr Del Sol,
Television,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scientists,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sexual Harrassment,
John Holt,
The Moody Blues,
Al Stewart,
Sandy B,
Donald Byrd,
ABBA,
The New Christs,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fortunes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alphaville,
The Remains,
The Durutti Column,
Groovy Waters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Slick Rick,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gang of Four,
Camberwell Now,
Dark Day,
Black Moon,
Intrusion,
Schoolly D,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Urselle,
Anthony Braxton,
Silicon Teens,
Marcia Griffiths,
Matthew Bourne,
Todd Rundgren,
Public Image Ltd.,
Audionom,
Cybotron,
Morten Harket,
Chris & Cosey,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Brass Construction,
Fat Boys,
Main Source,
F. McDonald,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kaleidoscope,
Gabor Szabo,
The Smiths,
Oneida,
Tubeway Army,
the Fania All-Stars,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Laurel Aitken,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.