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 Kyrgyzstan and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Columbus.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Jeru the Damaja to the electroclash 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Nick Fraelich,
JFA,
Boredoms,
Michelle Simonal,
New Age Steppers,
Robert Wyatt,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang Green,
Moby Grape,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Fugs,
Fear,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Durutti Column,
Marvin Gaye,
Pharoah Sanders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Divine Comedy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Smog,
Roger Hodgson,
MC5,
Deakin,
Ken Boothe,
Sister Nancy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sixth Finger,
Bobby Sherman,
Faust,
One Last Wish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mantronix,
The Dirtbombs,
The Sonics,
The Remains,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tommy Roe,
Jimmy McGriff,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Alton Ellis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Davy DMX,
The Real Kids,
Drive Like Jehu,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Five Americans,
Crash Course in Science,
Trumans Water,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Anthony Braxton,
the Sonics,
Eric Copeland,
Piero Umiliani,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.