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 Uruguay and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 AZ to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dead C. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rotary Connection,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
David Axelrod,
Symarip,
Deakin,
The Kinks,
Magma,
Dave Gahan,
Mantronix,
Wally Richardson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Adolescents,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kayak,
Negative Approach,
Dawn Penn,
Guru Guru,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Underground Resistance,
X-101,
Avey Tare,
Sight & Sound,
The Fugs,
Fugazi,
Neu!,
Blossom Toes,
The United States of America,
Jandek,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
kango's stein massive,
The Index,
Fela Kuti,
Henry Cow,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Modern Lovers,
Warren Ellis,
Q and Not U,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Fall,
Motorama,
Josef K,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tears for Fears,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Alison Limerick,
Das Ding,
the Swans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crooked Eye,
Amon Düül II,
New Age Steppers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Au Pairs,
Pole,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Clear Light,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.