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 South Africa and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Crispian St. Peters to the grime 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Organ,
Sällskapet,
Little Man,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wings,
Moebius,
Connie Case,
Adolescents,
The Dirtbombs,
Cal Tjader,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marine Girls,
The Buckinghams,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
H. Thieme,
cv313,
Blake Baxter,
Symarip,
Cheater Slicks,
Matthew Halsall,
Lyres,
Traffic Nightmare,
Erykah Badu,
Mandrill,
Rakim,
The Evens,
Pierre Henry,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sun Ra,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Slackers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Average White Band,
Tears for Fears,
the Association,
DJ Sneak,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lindisfarne,
Kurtis Blow,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rekid,
June of 44,
Gichy Dan,
Section 25,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobby Womack,
Funky Four + One,
Von Mondo,
David Bowie,
New Order,
The Birthday Party,
Arcadia,
Lebanon Hanover,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Trumans Water,
B.T. Express,
The Busters,
Panda Bear,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Visage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Icehouse,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.