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 Libya and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 David McCallum to the electroclash 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Lucky Dragons,
Freddie Wadling,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Associates,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Groovy Waters,
Niagra,
Jandek,
Barbara Tucker,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kas Product,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Technova,
Warsaw,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Adolescents,
Aaron Thompson,
Barrington Levy,
Radio Birdman,
The Evens,
The New Christs,
Visage,
The Vogues,
Sun City Girls,
Roy Ayers,
Delta 5,
Cecil Taylor,
Arab on Radar,
John Foxx,
Cal Tjader,
Amon Düül II,
Robert Görl,
The Fall,
The Last Poets,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mantronix,
Soft Machine,
Mission of Burma,
Zero Boys,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scrapy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Matthew Halsall,
Essential Logic,
Sister Nancy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nirvana,
Sonic Youth,
Amazonics,
T. Rex,
Rekid,
Boredoms,
Section 25,
Hoover,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
DJ Sneak,
the Fania All-Stars,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.