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 Andorra and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum 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 Michelle Simonal to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Delta 5,
the Association,
Graham Central Station,
The Young Rascals,
Erykah Badu,
Anthony Braxton,
Surgeon,
The Birthday Party,
Parry Music,
Easy Going,
Thompson Twins,
Yaz,
Chris Corsano,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
New York Dolls,
Goldenarms,
Godley & Creme,
Tommy Roe,
Cameo,
Sandy B,
The Cure,
Yazoo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Patti Smith,
Crash Course in Science,
The Fugs,
Vainqueur,
Sparks,
Malaria!,
Roxy Music,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rufus Thomas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fugazi,
the Swans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sister Nancy,
Quantec,
Duran Duran,
Scratch Acid,
X-102,
Rhythm & Sound,
David McCallum,
Oblivians,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nils Olav,
Rekid,
Ituana,
The Skatalites,
H. Thieme,
Gang Starr,
Urselle,
Ultimate Spinach,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Magma,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Durutti Column,
Ten City,
John Foxx,
Althea and Donna,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.