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 Kuwait and from Jakarta.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Aural Exciters,
Mission of Burma,
Frankie Knuckles,
Al Stewart,
Scratch Acid,
F. McDonald,
Marmalade,
John Cale,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jesper Dahlback,
Zero Boys,
The Barracudas,
Skriet,
Glenn Branca,
Unwound,
Jandek,
Rapeman,
Sister Nancy,
Hasil Adkins,
Joy Division,
10cc,
Avey Tare,
T.S.O.L.,
Animal Collective,
Aswad,
Eve St. Jones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Minor Threat,
The Monochrome Set,
Bob Dylan,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Invisible,
The Moody Blues,
Angry Samoans,
David McCallum,
Second Layer,
Amon Düül II,
Newcleus,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soulsonic Force,
The Blackbyrds,
Warren Ellis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Piero Umiliani,
DJ Sneak,
Minny Pops,
Dead Boys,
KRS-One,
Jeru the Damaja,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Offenders,
Niagra,
Oneida,
Kayak,
ABBA,
Boz Scaggs,
Moss Icon,
The Fugs,
The Searchers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.