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 Italy and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the grunge 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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Darondo,
Severed Heads,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nirvana,
MDC,
The Flesh Eaters,
Babytalk,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marmalade,
Rod Modell,
Kerrie Biddell,
Japan,
Zapp,
Country Teasers,
the Soft Cell,
The Last Poets,
Monolake,
Au Pairs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Girls At Our Best!,
JFA,
Sällskapet,
Fat Boys,
Amon Düül,
Barry Ungar,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Radiohead,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Supertramp,
Echospace,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sun Ra,
Flash Fearless,
Roxy Music,
The Victims,
Talk Talk,
John Holt,
Joe Finger,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eric Dolphy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lucky Dragons,
Surgeon,
The United States of America,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hardrive,
Eurythmics,
The Misunderstood,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sex Pistols,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Colin Newman,
Aswad,
Matthew Halsall,
Reuben Wilson,
Circle Jerks,
Gabor Szabo,
Faraquet,
Shuggie Otis,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.