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 Palau and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Hoover to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Flipper,
The Raincoats,
The Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Popol Vuh,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Circle Jerks,
Guru Guru,
Zero Boys,
Urselle,
Susan Cadogan,
June of 44,
Negative Approach,
The Misunderstood,
The Seeds,
Subhumans,
Marmalade,
Lalo Schifrin,
Patti Smith,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
This Heat,
Gang of Four,
Chris & Cosey,
Gregory Isaacs,
Johnny Clarke,
Bush Tetras,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wolf Eyes,
Sun Ra,
Camouflage,
Swans,
Motorama,
Easy Going,
Gastr Del Sol,
Iggy Pop,
Arcadia,
The Names,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Boredoms,
X-101,
Alice Coltrane,
UT,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Barclay James Harvest,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kayak,
Eric Copeland,
Terry Callier,
Masters at Work,
David Bowie,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Green,
Kurtis Blow,
Zapp,
LL Cool J,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lalann,
Yaz,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.