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 Djibouti and from Jakarta.
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 Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Rhythm & Sound to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Grass Roots,
Man Parrish,
Patti Smith,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DNA,
Nirvana,
Organ,
Mo-Dettes,
Rosa Yemen,
Rapeman,
Rufus Thomas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Beau Brummels,
Lebanon Hanover,
Essential Logic,
Mark Hollis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Zeros,
James White and The Blacks,
Bill Wells,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sex Pistols,
Pole,
D'Angelo,
The Slackers,
Aaron Thompson,
Infiniti,
Maleditus Sound,
Matthew Halsall,
Sandy B,
Royal Trux,
Jeff Lynne,
Scrapy,
Lou Reed,
Television Personalities,
Danielle Patucci,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lower 48,
Soul II Soul,
The Real Kids,
Erasure,
In Retrospect,
Hashim,
Zapp,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Raincoats,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Godley & Creme,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Desert Stars,
Henry Cow,
Fela Kuti,
It's A Beautiful Day,
PIL,
Laurel Aitken,
K-Klass,
Sound Behaviour,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Spoonie Gee,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.