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 Cameroon and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the rap 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Sonic Youth,
Wire,
Stetsasonic,
Television,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Gap Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hasil Adkins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lou Christie,
X-Ray Spex,
Robert Wyatt,
Funkadelic,
Mr. Review,
The Pretty Things,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kayak,
The Cowsills,
The New Christs,
Panda Bear,
Patti Smith,
Aural Exciters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Smog,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Flesh Eaters,
Arab on Radar,
Rhythm & Sound,
Drexciya,
The Saints,
Brand Nubian,
Todd Terry,
Chrome,
Kaleidoscope,
Bang On A Can,
John Lydon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rod Modell,
The Invisible,
Moebius,
Roxette,
Lou Reed,
Wally Richardson,
Crash Course in Science,
Fad Gadget,
Cecil Taylor,
Inner City,
Anthony Braxton,
DJ Style,
Crime,
Duran Duran,
Man Parrish,
Scientists,
Easy Going,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Juan Atkins,
Donny Hathaway,
Outsiders,
Black Sheep,
Gang Starr,
Todd Rundgren,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.