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 Romania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the electroclash 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crash Course in Science,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Sonics,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Danielle Patucci,
Interpol,
The Red Krayola,
Aloha Tigers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ice-T,
Goldenarms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Surgeon,
Mars,
Erasure,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
T. Rex,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Con Funk Shun,
PIL,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Technova,
Au Pairs,
The Slackers,
Visage,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Standells,
Grey Daturas,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Amon Düül II,
Silicon Teens,
Q65,
EPMD,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The United States of America,
Suicide,
Nico,
Radio Birdman,
Mandrill,
Unwound,
Livin' Joy,
Los Fastidios,
The Evens,
The Raincoats,
Zapp,
Eve St. Jones,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eddi Front,
Soft Machine,
Nik Kershaw,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rotary Connection,
The Move,
H. Thieme,
The Selecter,
Duran Duran,
Judy Mowatt,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.