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 Sri Lanka and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ 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 AZ to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
The Standells,
Wasted Youth,
Echospace,
Blake Baxter,
a-ha,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Doobie Brothers,
K-Klass,
The Names,
OOIOO,
ABBA,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lalo Schifrin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Chris Corsano,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
One Last Wish,
Franke,
Todd Rundgren,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aswad,
The Martian,
Susan Cadogan,
Cybotron,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scan 7,
Roxy Music,
Ornette Coleman,
Godley & Creme,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Banda Bassotti,
Excepter,
The J.B.'s,
Tim Buckley,
Magma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Siglo XX,
Black Pus,
Ken Boothe,
Shuggie Otis,
Make Up,
Darondo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gap Band,
Motorama,
Brass Construction,
Jeff Mills,
Marc Almond,
Royal Trux,
Pet Shop Boys,
Barbara Tucker,
June Days,
New York Dolls,
Monolake,
Qualms,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.