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 Uganda and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 mellotron 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 The Stooges to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lungfish,
Bang On A Can,
Arthur Verocai,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fuzztones,
Boz Scaggs,
Pantytec,
Carl Craig,
Negative Approach,
OOIOO,
Ohio Players,
Easy Going,
The Sonics,
DJ Style,
Vladislav Delay,
Monolake,
The Residents,
H. Thieme,
Parry Music,
Ronan,
Nick Fraelich,
Blake Baxter,
Roxy Music,
David Axelrod,
Ultimate Spinach,
John Cale,
Fugazi,
The Divine Comedy,
Skarface,
Dark Day,
Chris Corsano,
The Gun Club,
Gregory Isaacs,
Symarip,
Guru Guru,
Graham Central Station,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Darondo,
Mo-Dettes,
The New Christs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
10cc,
Soft Machine,
The Smoke,
Mission of Burma,
Reagan Youth,
Neil Young,
Connie Case,
Ronnie Foster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Minutemen,
Nik Kershaw,
Glenn Branca,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lou Reed,
Howard Jones,
Zero Boys,
The Moody Blues,
FM Einheit,
Ornette Coleman,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.