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 Macedonia and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Lebanon Hanover to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
AZ,
New Order,
Tears for Fears,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gong,
Popol Vuh,
Jesper Dahlback,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chris Corsano,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ten City,
Rhythm & Sound,
Deepchord,
Bang On A Can,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camberwell Now,
Quadrant,
Peter and Kerry,
This Heat,
Pantaleimon,
Idris Muhammad,
DJ Style,
The Cure,
Scan 7,
Neil Young,
Interpol,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Monochrome Set,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang Starr,
Anakelly,
The Litter,
John Foxx,
Stiv Bators,
Black Flag,
Hashim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eurythmics,
The Skatalites,
Sight & Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
Boredoms,
Roxy Music,
June of 44,
Wings,
The Last Poets,
Marmalade,
Barry Ungar,
Bobby Womack,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Misunderstood,
Yellowson,
Flash Fearless,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Banda Bassotti,
Joy Division,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.