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 Montenegro and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lightning Bolt to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fatback Band,
Fugazi,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bootsy Collins,
Masters at Work,
T. Rex,
Arcadia,
The Golliwogs,
The Cramps,
Grandmaster Flash,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Görl,
Blossom Toes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pole,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pylon,
The Move,
Tubeway Army,
Eve St. Jones,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gap Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Essential Logic,
Joensuu 1685,
The Monochrome Set,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
CMW,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Victims,
T.S.O.L.,
Clear Light,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nico,
Isaac Hayes,
H. Thieme,
Graham Central Station,
The Smiths,
Sarah Menescal,
Intrusion,
Brand Nubian,
X-101,
Derrick May,
Peter & Gordon,
Connie Case,
The Divine Comedy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Robert Wyatt,
Japan,
Sparks,
Carl Craig,
The Real Kids,
Little Man,
Nirvana,
The Dirtbombs,
Radiohead,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.