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 Pakistan and from Seoul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Half Japanese to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Mo-Dettes,
Fugazi,
The Standells,
Rufus Thomas,
Gang Green,
Magma,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Modern Lovers,
Gabor Szabo,
JFA,
Dave Gahan,
The Offenders,
The Gladiators,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quantec,
Electric Prunes,
Laurel Aitken,
Sixth Finger,
Barry Ungar,
The Saints,
Panda Bear,
Hasil Adkins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Association,
Grauzone,
Bronski Beat,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Moleskins,
Roxette,
Boz Scaggs,
Skarface,
Robert Wyatt,
Mars,
ABC,
Scion,
Adolescents,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Unwound,
Steve Hackett,
Tubeway Army,
David Axelrod,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
New York Dolls,
The Stooges,
Girls At Our Best!,
Yellowson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ice-T,
Shuggie Otis,
Peter and Kerry,
Tropical Tobacco,
Heaven 17,
Eric Dolphy,
Sarah Menescal,
Faust,
Warsaw,
June Days,
The Smiths,
Excepter,
Matthew Bourne,
T. Rex,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.