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 Turkmenistan and from Philadelphia.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Hong Kong.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
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 Cluster to the techno 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Skriet,
MDC,
Skarface,
Negative Approach,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fad Gadget,
Dark Day,
AZ,
Cameo,
the Human League,
The Residents,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stiv Bators,
Marc Almond,
Bootsy Collins,
Visage,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
Reagan Youth,
the Soft Cell,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Leonard Cohen,
Connie Case,
Jeff Mills,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Slits,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Birthday Party,
Television,
The Evens,
The Index,
Amon Düül II,
Iggy Pop,
Yusef Lateef,
The Smiths,
Von Mondo,
Ronan,
Blossom Toes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lindisfarne,
Model 500,
The Happenings,
Electric Prunes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Unwound,
Ken Boothe,
New Order,
Gang Starr,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bush Tetras,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gories,
The Litter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moebius,
The Real Kids,
Henry Cow,
Harry Pussy,
Vainqueur,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.