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 Bhutan and from New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Nico to the grime 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
Joe Finger,
Quantec,
kango's stein massive,
Organ,
The Smiths,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Delta 5,
Soul II Soul,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Outsiders,
The Music Machine,
Moby Grape,
Lebanon Hanover,
cv313,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jawbox,
The Walker Brothers,
Nico,
Icehouse,
Rakim,
Loose Ends,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Divine Comedy,
Silicon Teens,
Negative Approach,
Hot Snakes,
The Slits,
the Fania All-Stars,
DNA,
Arcadia,
Tropical Tobacco,
Quadrant,
Althea and Donna,
In Retrospect,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Japan,
Anakelly,
The Invisible,
Main Source,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Robert Görl,
Unrelated Segments,
The New Christs,
Byron Stingily,
Fad Gadget,
Marc Almond,
The Electric Prunes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Royal Trux,
Pylon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Funkadelic,
Pagans,
Jerry's Kids,
Ludus,
Babytalk,
Suicide,
Andrew Hill,
Amazonics,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.