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 Korea North and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Philadelphia.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Sound Behaviour to the electroclash 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Roger Hodgson,
The Cramps,
Malaria!,
Lungfish,
The Blues Magoos,
Max Romeo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joy Division,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Martian,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Velvet Underground,
Arthur Verocai,
Livin' Joy,
Chris Corsano,
Zero Boys,
The Happenings,
Organ,
Jesper Dahlback,
Television,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bootsy Collins,
Unwound,
Second Layer,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Throbbing Gristle,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
World's Most,
Bizarre Inc.,
Buzzcocks,
Nirvana,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Easy Going,
Graham Central Station,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Masters at Work,
Wolf Eyes,
Man Parrish,
Laurel Aitken,
Ten City,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Joey Negro,
Index,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Carl Craig,
The Cosmic Jokers,
X-Ray Spex,
Public Enemy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Bananas,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Half Japanese,
Lightning Bolt,
Parry Music,
Robert Görl,
Sonny Sharrock,
Yellowson,
Dual Sessions,
Warren Ellis,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.