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 Iran and from Milan.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar 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 Leonard Cohen to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Wings,
Cecil Taylor,
Gregory Isaacs,
Depeche Mode,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Patti Smith,
Camberwell Now,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Schoolly D,
Lebanon Hanover,
U.S. Maple,
Carl Craig,
Bill Near,
The Cowsills,
Graham Central Station,
The Knickerbockers,
The Moleskins,
The Smoke,
Minutemen,
Nirvana,
Aural Exciters,
The Real Kids,
Delta 5,
Pet Shop Boys,
Danielle Patucci,
Lyres,
Outsiders,
The Names,
10cc,
Ken Boothe,
Flipper,
Alison Limerick,
Interpol,
Soulsonic Force,
The Move,
The Pretty Things,
Magma,
Man Parrish,
Ludus,
These Immortal Souls,
Blake Baxter,
Monolake,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Swans,
Bob Dylan,
Lou Christie,
T. Rex,
Thee Headcoats,
Faust,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tomorrow,
Fad Gadget,
Inner City,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Au Pairs,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.