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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Flipper to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Average White Band,
In Retrospect,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aaron Thompson,
Quando Quango,
The Move,
The Five Americans,
The Stooges,
MDC,
Radiohead,
Wolf Eyes,
Nils Olav,
Slave,
Goldenarms,
Idris Muhammad,
Mr. Review,
The Durutti Column,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pulsallama,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eurythmics,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nick Fraelich,
Amon Düül II,
OOIOO,
Dead Boys,
Connie Case,
The Names,
The Last Poets,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lightning Bolt,
Dual Sessions,
One Last Wish,
Lucky Dragons,
The Selecter,
Yazoo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ossler,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
a-ha,
Man Parrish,
The Kinks,
MC5,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Essential Logic,
Minutemen,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jerry's Kids,
The New Christs,
Schoolly D,
Panda Bear,
Faust,
Erasure,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scott Walker,
Chris Corsano,
Quadrant,
Ornette Coleman,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.