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 Suriname and from Bremen.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 MDC to the grunge 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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Echospace,
The Residents,
Thompson Twins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marvin Gaye,
Albert Ayler,
Hot Snakes,
Janne Schatter,
DJ Sneak,
Crash Course in Science,
Television,
Trumans Water,
Youth Brigade,
Anakelly,
Tubeway Army,
Bob Dylan,
Swell Maps,
Bizarre Inc.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Whodini,
Sandy B,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Byrd,
The Evens,
One Last Wish,
the Bar-Kays,
Urselle,
the Slits,
Dual Sessions,
Arthur Verocai,
Aswad,
Hardrive,
LL Cool J,
Liliput,
The Stooges,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wasted Youth,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Gun Club,
Skriet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Drexciya,
Eurythmics,
The Count Five,
Jeff Lynne,
The Young Rascals,
Fear,
Camouflage,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ohio Players,
Wings,
Camberwell Now,
Excepter,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.