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 Nauru and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum 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 Harry Pussy to the crunk 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Jeff Lynne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fortunes,
Masters at Work,
Yellowson,
June Days,
The Young Rascals,
Second Layer,
Albert Ayler,
Joe Smooth,
Young Marble Giants,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Half Japanese,
JFA,
Parry Music,
Brick,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Misunderstood,
FM Einheit,
The Trojans,
Alphaville,
T.S.O.L.,
Animal Collective,
The Sound,
Josef K,
The Busters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Panda Bear,
The Residents,
The Index,
The Mummies,
Anakelly,
Flash Fearless,
Cameo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Searchers,
Terry Callier,
Morten Harket,
the Human League,
Depeche Mode,
Television,
The Barracudas,
Lou Christie,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deakin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultra Naté,
Neil Young,
Banda Bassotti,
The Zeros,
Crispy Ambulance,
Avey Tare,
The Gories,
Country Teasers,
Section 25,
Pierre Henry,
Minutemen,
The Evens,
Jimmy McGriff,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.