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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Byron Stingily to the techno 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tim Buckley,
Interpol,
10cc,
Von Mondo,
Nico,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Judy Mowatt,
The Motions,
Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Amon Düül II,
Erasure,
the Normal,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Average White Band,
Loose Ends,
Spoonie Gee,
The Beau Brummels,
T.S.O.L.,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Monochrome Set,
DJ Sneak,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ronan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Coltrane,
The Last Poets,
The Victims,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lindisfarne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Pretty Things,
Blake Baxter,
Soft Cell,
Malaria!,
The Birthday Party,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scion,
The Offenders,
Bizarre Inc.,
kango's stein massive,
Letta Mbulu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Shuggie Otis,
U.S. Maple,
Sly & The Family Stone,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eden Ahbez,
Quadrant,
Index,
Mad Mike,
Lucky Dragons,
Blancmange,
Brick,
Oblivians,
Radio Birdman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.