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 Swaziland and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lakeside to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Monochrome Set,
Malaria!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Country Teasers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eden Ahbez,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Stooges,
Grey Daturas,
Ice-T,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hashim,
Lower 48,
The Remains,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Amon Düül II,
8 Eyed Spy,
Boz Scaggs,
Dave Gahan,
Yazoo,
Minnie Riperton,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
X-101,
Urselle,
Unwound,
Avey Tare,
Faust,
Audionom,
Eric Copeland,
Angry Samoans,
Judy Mowatt,
Derrick May,
The Gap Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bad Manners,
Cymande,
Fela Kuti,
The Names,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Moleskins,
Desert Stars,
Alison Limerick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cheater Slicks,
Bob Dylan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Faraquet,
Bronski Beat,
Supertramp,
Q and Not U,
Clear Light,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.