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 Benin and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Henry Cow to the disco 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
a-ha,
Chris & Cosey,
Colin Newman,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Alarm Clocks,
Minnie Riperton,
Moss Icon,
The Mojo Men,
Derrick May,
Absolute Body Control,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Deakin,
Alphaville,
Parry Music,
The Zeros,
Panda Bear,
Archie Shepp,
Average White Band,
Fatback Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Main Source,
Cymande,
The Standells,
the Normal,
The Gun Club,
Jeff Mills,
The Flesh Eaters,
MC5,
Blossom Toes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ornette Coleman,
Minor Threat,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Wake,
Marmalade,
Laurel Aitken,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blake Baxter,
Radiohead,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sound Behaviour,
The Walker Brothers,
Lalann,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wally Richardson,
Pere Ubu,
The Fire Engines,
Marine Girls,
The Music Machine,
Juan Atkins,
The Last Poets,
Gang Gang Dance,
World's Most,
Kurtis Blow,
Yusef Lateef,
Reagan Youth,
Tres Demented,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sun Ra,
The Saints,
Underground Resistance,
Tomorrow,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.