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 Venezuela and from Johannesburg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Second Layer to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gap Band,
Agent Orange,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sandy B,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Trojans,
Technova,
UT,
Mission of Burma,
Toni Rubio,
Underground Resistance,
Aural Exciters,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Pretty Things,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Busters,
Susan Cadogan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Patti Smith,
Maurizio,
D'Angelo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Audionom,
LL Cool J,
OOIOO,
Sister Nancy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Unwound,
Hardrive,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultimate Spinach,
Surgeon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Techniques,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Young Marble Giants,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sight & Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
DJ Sneak,
Kerrie Biddell,
Traffic Nightmare,
Yellowson,
The Move,
Excepter,
The Index,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kayak,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Amon Düül II,
The Names,
Hot Snakes,
Skarface,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Japan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.