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 Zimbabwe and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Godley & Creme to the rock 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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Accadde A,
kango's stein massive,
Smog,
Rod Modell,
The Remains,
Rhythm & Sound,
Supertramp,
the Human League,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
ABBA,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nik Kershaw,
Easy Going,
Los Fastidios,
Albert Ayler,
The Pretty Things,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Harmonia,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gastr Del Sol,
Symarip,
Excepter,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eli Mardock,
The Vogues,
Infiniti,
Kenny Larkin,
Organ,
Bobby Sherman,
Pussy Galore,
Young Marble Giants,
The Gories,
Oblivians,
The Mojo Men,
Royal Trux,
Lalann,
Groovy Waters,
OOIOO,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter and Kerry,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ken Boothe,
The Martian,
Scratch Acid,
Gong,
Index,
Wasted Youth,
Stiv Bators,
Donald Byrd,
Jandek,
Swans,
Clear Light,
Michelle Simonal,
Qualms,
The American Breed,
E-Dancer,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Livin' Joy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.