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 Benin and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 David Bowie 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 Crispy Ambulance to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Charles Mingus,
Jandek,
The United States of America,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wally Richardson,
Frankie Knuckles,
In Retrospect,
This Heat,
the Swans,
Sparks,
Second Layer,
Sound Behaviour,
the Normal,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joe Smooth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joyce Sims,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Motions,
PIL,
48th St. Collective,
Gastr Del Sol,
Idris Muhammad,
Monolake,
The Angels of Light,
Chris Corsano,
One Last Wish,
Gregory Isaacs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Last Poets,
Erasure,
The Leaves,
The Fuzztones,
The Pop Group,
Kaleidoscope,
Roxy Music,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eric Dolphy,
Scrapy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joe Finger,
Electric Prunes,
Kenny Larkin,
John Cale,
Bluetip,
Los Fastidios,
Nation of Ulysses,
Minor Threat,
Royal Trux,
Eric B and Rakim,
Crime,
Japan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Chris & Cosey,
Mark Hollis,
Delta 5,
Public Enemy,
The Slits,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.