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 Romania and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare 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 X-Ray Spex to the rap 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Ohio Players,
Public Enemy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Brick,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cybotron,
Joyce Sims,
The Zeros,
Alice Coltrane,
Jawbox,
The Mummies,
The Trojans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ossler,
Nico,
Reuben Wilson,
The Five Americans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dave Gahan,
James White and The Blacks,
The Moody Blues,
Funkadelic,
Hardrive,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Barracudas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Siglo XX,
Bronski Beat,
Liliput,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gang Starr,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
LL Cool J,
Qualms,
The Neon Judgement,
Colin Newman,
Barrington Levy,
Warsaw,
Radiohead,
X-101,
Warren Ellis,
JFA,
Talk Talk,
Deakin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Groovy Waters,
Gabor Szabo,
Schoolly D,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Zero Boys,
Jandek,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Blackbyrds,
The Victims,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.