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 Fiji and from Mexico City.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Neil Young to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
R.M.O.,
New Order,
Kas Product,
Al Stewart,
Joey Negro,
Cameo,
Moss Icon,
Deepchord,
Dennis Brown,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Five Americans,
The Wake,
Desert Stars,
The Young Rascals,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eli Mardock,
The United States of America,
Wire,
Blossom Toes,
Scott Walker,
Stiv Bators,
Peter and Kerry,
Wasted Youth,
Boredoms,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Section 25,
Don Cherry,
E-Dancer,
Maleditus Sound,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hot Snakes,
Scan 7,
The Gun Club,
The Moody Blues,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Reed,
Janne Schatter,
Tubeway Army,
The Fugs,
Ituana,
Radio Birdman,
Malaria!,
Altered Images,
The Index,
Nik Kershaw,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
ABBA,
Maurizio,
L. Decosne,
The Angels of Light,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Surgeon,
Slick Rick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Deakin,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Enemy,
Dawn Penn,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Whodini,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.