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 Poland and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Sonics to the disco 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang On A Can 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?
T. Rex,
Zero Boys,
Qualms,
Tears for Fears,
Unwound,
The Count Five,
The Raincoats,
Altered Images,
Ronan,
Althea and Donna,
Sunsets and Hearts,
New York Dolls,
Television,
Fear,
Flipper,
Mr. Review,
The Cowsills,
Pere Ubu,
The Skatalites,
Lightning Bolt,
Thompson Twins,
Pierre Henry,
Derrick Morgan,
Soulsonic Force,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Television Personalities,
The Smiths,
ABBA,
Lou Christie,
Barclay James Harvest,
Blossom Toes,
Barrington Levy,
Todd Terry,
Silicon Teens,
Hoover,
The Red Krayola,
Pulsallama,
The Slits,
Sex Pistols,
Marshall Jefferson,
Royal Trux,
Wolf Eyes,
Rites of Spring,
Funky Four + One,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Aaron Thompson,
Supertramp,
Jeff Mills,
Patti Smith,
Ultravox,
Amon Düül II,
Easy Going,
Underground Resistance,
Bad Manners,
Peter & Gordon,
Morten Harket,
The Knickerbockers,
Eve St. Jones,
Magma,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Khruangbin,
Throbbing Gristle,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.