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 Tuvalu and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Cairo.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Dave Clark Five to the grunge 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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
This Heat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Anthony Braxton,
The Monks,
10cc,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
MDC,
One Last Wish,
the Sonics,
Roxy Music,
Pulsallama,
Zapp,
Procol Harum,
The Gories,
Howard Jones,
Rites of Spring,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Grass Roots,
Gregory Isaacs,
Darondo,
Mad Mike,
Porter Ricks,
Urselle,
D'Angelo,
New Age Steppers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ponytail,
Suicide,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Arcadia,
Harmonia,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nas,
Ten City,
Gong,
The Beau Brummels,
Faust,
The Tremeloes,
David Axelrod,
Johnny Clarke,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sugar Minott,
Funky Four + One,
Motorama,
Chris Corsano,
MC5,
The Index,
Moebius,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Delta 5,
Tommy Roe,
Fatback Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Siglo XX,
Freddie Wadling,
Pere Ubu,
Glenn Branca,
Bill Wells,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joyce Sims,
Fluxion,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.