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 Austria and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Marshall Jefferson to the techno 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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Fuzztones,
Warren Ellis,
The Grass Roots,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Matthew Halsall,
Joensuu 1685,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick May,
T. Rex,
The Saints,
Goldenarms,
In Retrospect,
Stockholm Monsters,
Underground Resistance,
Iggy Pop,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Au Pairs,
Matthew Bourne,
New Order,
Throbbing Gristle,
Urselle,
Roxy Music,
Dead Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
Infiniti,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Monolake,
Janne Schatter,
Slave,
Cal Tjader,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bad Manners,
Derrick Morgan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Monks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lungfish,
Traffic Nightmare,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dennis Brown,
The Fall,
Marmalade,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Reagan Youth,
The Smoke,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rufus Thomas,
The Fugs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Livin' Joy,
Alphaville,
John Cale,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.