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 Bangladesh and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Massinfluence 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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Nik Kershaw,
The Stooges,
Cheater Slicks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
FM Einheit,
The Smiths,
Depeche Mode,
Nirvana,
The Raincoats,
Guru Guru,
The Fuzztones,
Hardrive,
Mark Hollis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dawn Penn,
Pet Shop Boys,
Radio Birdman,
X-102,
Harmonia,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rufus Thomas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Porter Ricks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Deepchord,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nick Fraelich,
Matthew Bourne,
Agent Orange,
Oblivians,
Urselle,
Section 25,
Al Stewart,
The Move,
The Skatalites,
Barry Ungar,
Fat Boys,
Sonic Youth,
Au Pairs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masters at Work,
Procol Harum,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Slave,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Techniques,
Mad Mike,
Visage,
Los Fastidios,
Wally Richardson,
T. Rex,
Janne Schatter,
The Zeros,
Rotary Connection,
The Barracudas,
Blancmange,
Bootsy Collins,
Peter and Kerry,
Fluxion,
Panda Bear,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.