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 Kiribati and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Bluetip 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
The Fall,
Nik Kershaw,
Stereo Dub,
Drexciya,
The United States of America,
DJ Sneak,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Althea and Donna,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Neu!,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tomorrow,
CMW,
Amazonics,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Robert Wyatt,
Procol Harum,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Skaos,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jeff Mills,
The J.B.'s,
Chris Corsano,
Parry Music,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Davy DMX,
The Golliwogs,
Graham Central Station,
Gil Scott Heron,
Deepchord,
Heaven 17,
Rakim,
Magma,
Jandek,
Fifty Foot Hose,
10cc,
Matthew Halsall,
Fat Boys,
Zapp,
T.S.O.L.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Monolake,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Move,
Loose Ends,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Happenings,
Minnie Riperton,
The Fugs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Shoche,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Monks,
Saccharine Trust,
The Moody Blues,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.