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 France and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 ABC to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
AZ,
Lyres,
R.M.O.,
Tim Buckley,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Stiv Bators,
Qualms,
Skarface,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hoover,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Skatalites,
Eden Ahbez,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
kango's stein massive,
Sparks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lower 48,
The Fugs,
These Immortal Souls,
K-Klass,
Joey Negro,
Icehouse,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Delta 5,
Ohio Players,
Bill Wells,
Wasted Youth,
The Cowsills,
Sam Rivers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ultravox,
Livin' Joy,
Theoretical Girls,
New Age Steppers,
The Black Dice,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Victims,
Basic Channel,
Toni Rubio,
U.S. Maple,
Prince Buster,
Dawn Penn,
Crash Course in Science,
Sällskapet,
Zero Boys,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tommy Roe,
Siglo XX,
Neil Young,
John Coltrane,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nas,
Severed Heads,
The Motions,
Talk Talk,
Country Teasers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.