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 Grenada and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Alison Limerick,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Juan Atkins,
the Association,
Glenn Branca,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lalann,
Boogie Down Productions,
Andrew Hill,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Moody Blues,
Moebius,
Gong,
Tomorrow,
The Knickerbockers,
Deadbeat,
Albert Ayler,
Rotary Connection,
Monolake,
Davy DMX,
Dennis Brown,
Hasil Adkins,
Quantec,
Lindisfarne,
Blossom Toes,
Crooked Eye,
Bauhaus,
The Stooges,
H. Thieme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aswad,
The Music Machine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pylon,
Scan 7,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roger Hodgson,
The Busters,
LL Cool J,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Accadde A,
Grauzone,
Swans,
Scrapy,
The J.B.'s,
The Skatalites,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sun City Girls,
The Raincoats,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
U.S. Maple,
Talk Talk,
Eric Copeland,
the Germs,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.