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 Malaysia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 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 The J.B.'s to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Anthony Braxton,
Roger Hodgson,
Guru Guru,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tears for Fears,
Bobby Sherman,
Ponytail,
Charles Mingus,
Josef K,
The Monks,
Darondo,
Babytalk,
La Düsseldorf,
June of 44,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Pop Group,
Young Marble Giants,
Scan 7,
Kas Product,
Mars,
Second Layer,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
This Heat,
FM Einheit,
cv313,
Ludus,
Moby Grape,
Godley & Creme,
The Dead C,
Colin Newman,
The Golliwogs,
Bad Manners,
Eve St. Jones,
Massinfluence,
Dawn Penn,
Vainqueur,
World's Most,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lyres,
Pantytec,
Byron Stingily,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sonic Youth,
Lucky Dragons,
Harmonia,
Tubeway Army,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Litter,
Susan Cadogan,
Rakim,
Essential Logic,
Television,
The Buckinghams,
MDC,
The Five Americans,
Thompson Twins,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.