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 Angola and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Circle Jerks to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks 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?
Average White Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Todd Rundgren,
Model 500,
Underground Resistance,
Moss Icon,
Carl Craig,
Donny Hathaway,
Robert Görl,
Eric Copeland,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Y Pants,
the Germs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dennis Brown,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Five Americans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Siglo XX,
Howard Jones,
The Last Poets,
Technova,
World's Most,
Index,
The J.B.'s,
Niagra,
Hot Snakes,
Von Mondo,
Skaos,
Roxy Music,
Basic Channel,
The Associates,
John Foxx,
Toni Rubio,
Subhumans,
Joyce Sims,
Johnny Clarke,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Smog,
Negative Approach,
Au Pairs,
Dual Sessions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lower 48,
The Evens,
Absolute Body Control,
Anakelly,
Thee Headcoats,
Sixth Finger,
Motorama,
The Saints,
Public Enemy,
Mission of Burma,
Wasted Youth,
Audionom,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marmalade,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jandek,
Hardrive,
Patti Smith,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.