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 Ecuador and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 48th St. Collective to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Mummies,
Gichy Dan,
Goldenarms,
Robert Hood,
Tom Boy,
cv313,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Last Poets,
Toni Rubio,
The Gories,
Skriet,
Dennis Brown,
Bad Manners,
Lou Christie,
Maurizio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
David Bowie,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ituana,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Fugs,
Animal Collective,
Television Personalities,
The Martian,
In Retrospect,
Terrestrial Tones,
Josef K,
Deadbeat,
Zapp,
The Velvet Underground,
Rites of Spring,
Negative Approach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Axelrod,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fluxion,
Nils Olav,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
June of 44,
Barbara Tucker,
Eden Ahbez,
The Zeros,
The Knickerbockers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Peter & Gordon,
Organ,
Eric Dolphy,
Peter and Kerry,
Accadde A,
Hashim,
Jeff Lynne,
Kayak,
Black Pus,
Joy Division,
New York Dolls,
K-Klass,
Outsiders,
Terry Callier,
The Pretty Things,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.