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 Paraguay and from Mexico City.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bauhaus to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '60s 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 The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
CMW,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Smog,
Jerry's Kids,
The Grass Roots,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Standells,
Eric Dolphy,
Stetsasonic,
Terry Callier,
Crooked Eye,
Von Mondo,
Saccharine Trust,
Derrick Morgan,
Mary Jane Girls,
John Lydon,
Gabor Szabo,
The Velvet Underground,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Black Dice,
Skarface,
The Real Kids,
Suicide,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ten City,
Tropical Tobacco,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bill Wells,
The Seeds,
Godley & Creme,
World's Most,
Pulsallama,
Roger Hodgson,
Brass Construction,
This Heat,
Sun City Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Flag,
Quadrant,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Christie,
Moebius,
Model 500,
Deakin,
Aaron Thompson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Walker Brothers,
Audionom,
Tubeway Army,
kango's stein massive,
MDC,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Grauzone,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Drexciya,
Thompson Twins,
Joyce Sims,
Electric Prunes,
Unrelated Segments,
The Birthday Party,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.