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 Sri Lanka and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Derrick May to the punk 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
The Blackbyrds,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bush Tetras,
Jacques Brel,
The Electric Prunes,
Dave Gahan,
The Searchers,
Sun Ra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camberwell Now,
The Beau Brummels,
Skarface,
The Standells,
Agitation Free,
Rotary Connection,
Brothers Johnson,
Nick Fraelich,
Scrapy,
The Offenders,
Average White Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Mad Mike,
New Age Steppers,
Jacob Miller,
Robert Görl,
The Sonics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Saints,
Sandy B,
Desert Stars,
Minnie Riperton,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
L. Decosne,
Flipper,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fad Gadget,
Severed Heads,
Kenny Larkin,
Television Personalities,
The Victims,
The Barracudas,
Nico,
Basic Channel,
La Düsseldorf,
Magma,
Japan,
Deakin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Sherman,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Suicide,
Davy DMX,
Sight & Sound,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Maleditus Sound,
Guru Guru,
KRS-One,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.