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 Lesotho and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin 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 Sonic Youth to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Roxy Music,
The Remains,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Aloha Tigers,
Scott Walker,
Youth Brigade,
Agent Orange,
Josef K,
Hot Snakes,
Electric Prunes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Knickerbockers,
John Holt,
The Doors,
Ken Boothe,
Judy Mowatt,
Nas,
Ohio Players,
Joey Negro,
Tomorrow,
Girls At Our Best!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bill Wells,
Gang Starr,
Neu!,
Erasure,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Tremeloes,
The Toasters,
Chris Corsano,
Stiv Bators,
Barbara Tucker,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Invisible,
The Move,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Eating Sloth,
New Order,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rapeman,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Grass Roots,
kango's stein massive,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Womack,
Dead Boys,
the Swans,
Von Mondo,
Warren Ellis,
Mark Hollis,
Excepter,
Average White Band,
Don Cherry,
the Soft Cell,
The Human League,
Charles Mingus,
The Modern Lovers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Divine Comedy,
Brothers Johnson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.