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 Bulgaria and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 AZ to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Bobby Byrd,
Nico,
Camouflage,
Au Pairs,
The Walker Brothers,
Brass Construction,
Maleditus Sound,
Dead Boys,
Yazoo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Loose Ends,
The Young Rascals,
Henry Cow,
The Busters,
Camberwell Now,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Modern Lovers,
Ornette Coleman,
Warsaw,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fuzztones,
Harpers Bizarre,
Technova,
Niagra,
June of 44,
Ultimate Spinach,
Moebius,
Barbara Tucker,
Ronan,
D'Angelo,
Prince Buster,
Marc Almond,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Womack,
Young Marble Giants,
The Happenings,
The Moleskins,
The Durutti Column,
Rotary Connection,
Masters at Work,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Bananas,
Soul Sonic Force,
New Age Steppers,
Unwound,
Oneida,
Lightning Bolt,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Real Kids,
The Toasters,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cymande,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crispy Ambulance,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.