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 Tuvalu and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Soulsonic Force,
Agent Orange,
Man Parrish,
The Count Five,
Davy DMX,
The Raincoats,
Crime,
Nico,
Tres Demented,
the Normal,
Drive Like Jehu,
Avey Tare,
Lakeside,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dawn Penn,
Arthur Verocai,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David Axelrod,
Dual Sessions,
Visage,
MDC,
The Cramps,
The Pretty Things,
Erykah Badu,
Quando Quango,
John Holt,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Magma,
The Fire Engines,
Suburban Knight,
The Mummies,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nick Fraelich,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Happenings,
Eli Mardock,
Wings,
Mad Mike,
10cc,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pantytec,
Warsaw,
Rosa Yemen,
The Zeros,
Graham Central Station,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Porter Ricks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Absolute Body Control,
The Birthday Party,
Ituana,
The Residents,
Bootsy Collins,
Camberwell Now,
Pylon,
Blake Baxter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
Scan 7,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.