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 Ukraine and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 T.S.O.L. to the dance 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stockholm Monsters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Suicide,
DJ Style,
Brass Construction,
Minny Pops,
Qualms,
Leonard Cohen,
Funky Four + One,
Magma,
Warren Ellis,
the Normal,
Scrapy,
Basic Channel,
Patti Smith,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Zero Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
Monks,
Spoonie Gee,
Scion,
the Swans,
Clear Light,
Inner City,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jawbox,
Mad Mike,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The American Breed,
kango's stein massive,
Tres Demented,
Q and Not U,
Man Parrish,
The Associates,
Cecil Taylor,
A Certain Ratio,
One Last Wish,
Roxy Music,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brick,
Grauzone,
David McCallum,
Das Ding,
Big Daddy Kane,
Flash Fearless,
Letta Mbulu,
John Lydon,
Boz Scaggs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bush Tetras,
Panda Bear,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oblivians,
R.M.O.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
New Age Steppers,
MDC,
Lee Hazlewood,
Flamin' Groovies,
Flipper,
The Sound,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.