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 Singapore and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Liliput to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
MDC,
The Fuzztones,
Moby Grape,
The Blues Magoos,
Pagans,
Fela Kuti,
Jacques Brel,
David McCallum,
B.T. Express,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Johnny Osbourne,
Minny Pops,
Chris & Cosey,
Deadbeat,
Barry Ungar,
Royal Trux,
Jandek,
The Victims,
Blancmange,
Newcleus,
Robert Wyatt,
Bang On A Can,
Fugazi,
The Five Americans,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Organ,
Nick Fraelich,
David Axelrod,
Gichy Dan,
Au Pairs,
The Motions,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eddi Front,
the Normal,
The Happenings,
Sällskapet,
Kevin Saunderson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nils Olav,
The Wake,
DJ Style,
Underground Resistance,
New York Dolls,
Graham Central Station,
Soft Cell,
Buzzcocks,
Piero Umiliani,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Trojans,
Siglo XX,
Brand Nubian,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Neil Young,
Soft Machine,
Barrington Levy,
FM Einheit,
Deakin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tres Demented,
Gang Starr,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.