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 Fiji and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Excepter to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
The Star Department,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television,
Zero Boys,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eric Copeland,
The Dead C,
Lebanon Hanover,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bronski Beat,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dual Sessions,
Ten City,
The Doors,
The Associates,
The Victims,
Toni Rubio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Minor Threat,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Los Fastidios,
Nas,
Massinfluence,
Qualms,
The Tremeloes,
Alison Limerick,
Jeru the Damaja,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
CMW,
The Martian,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Yazoo,
Television Personalities,
The Searchers,
Cecil Taylor,
Sonic Youth,
Grey Daturas,
Make Up,
Funkadelic,
Magma,
Brothers Johnson,
Absolute Body Control,
Rapeman,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Remains,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Cramps,
Neu!,
Shoche,
Nation of Ulysses,
B.T. Express,
Jerry's Kids,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.