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 Ecuador and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Josef K to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Morten Harket,
Connie Case,
The Grass Roots,
Pylon,
Faust,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Velvet Underground,
Bob Dylan,
Mission of Burma,
Babytalk,
Matthew Halsall,
Tommy Roe,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Buzzcocks,
Scott Walker,
Jeff Lynne,
Das Ding,
The Cowsills,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Wings,
PIL,
Rosa Yemen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Surgeon,
Nils Olav,
Crime,
Clear Light,
Kurtis Blow,
Deakin,
Patti Smith,
The Techniques,
Brick,
A Certain Ratio,
Monolake,
the Germs,
Cymande,
The Associates,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
LL Cool J,
Cluster,
Boz Scaggs,
Dual Sessions,
Anakelly,
Danielle Patucci,
Cameo,
Chrome,
Ultra Naté,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DNA,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Albert Ayler,
F. McDonald,
Warsaw,
The Last Poets,
Fugazi,
Smog,
Sun Ra,
Terry Callier,
Black Moon,
Marine Girls,
H. Thieme,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.