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 Canada and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Fad Gadget,
The Golliwogs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stereo Dub,
The Toasters,
Slave,
Tim Buckley,
La Düsseldorf,
Boredoms,
Reuben Wilson,
UT,
The Blackbyrds,
Roy Ayers,
Section 25,
Sister Nancy,
Masters at Work,
Absolute Body Control,
The Pretty Things,
Pet Shop Boys,
Todd Terry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Henry Cow,
Yusef Lateef,
Ponytail,
Little Man,
Vainqueur,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Rundgren,
Mandrill,
Bronski Beat,
Bob Dylan,
Matthew Halsall,
Stetsasonic,
Japan,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
a-ha,
the Slits,
Black Bananas,
Lindisfarne,
F. McDonald,
Davy DMX,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Royal Trux,
Marine Girls,
Bauhaus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Qualms,
Soul Sonic Force,
Erykah Badu,
The Pop Group,
Marvin Gaye,
The Happenings,
Tomorrow,
Dawn Penn,
Barrington Levy,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.