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 Finland and from Columbus.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Rod Modell to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eric Copeland,
X-101,
Scrapy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Organ,
Popol Vuh,
Desert Stars,
Henry Cow,
X-Ray Spex,
The Offenders,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobby Byrd,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vainqueur,
Matthew Bourne,
Masters at Work,
Laurel Aitken,
F. McDonald,
DJ Sneak,
The Searchers,
L. Decosne,
Skaos,
Tom Boy,
Quadrant,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Howard Jones,
Joy Division,
Throbbing Gristle,
Radio Birdman,
Kayak,
The Zeros,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Brand Nubian,
Essential Logic,
Rapeman,
Scott Walker,
Scion,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Erykah Badu,
Delta 5,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Count Five,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gap Band,
The Gladiators,
Negative Approach,
K-Klass,
Adolescents,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eric Dolphy,
Dead Boys,
Blake Baxter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Moleskins,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.