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 St Lucia and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Terry Callier to the funk 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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Eric Copeland,
Gong,
Circle Jerks,
The Monochrome Set,
Accadde A,
The New Christs,
Siglo XX,
T. Rex,
Barbara Tucker,
The Move,
Bang On A Can,
Lalann,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Maurizio,
Fluxion,
Lower 48,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Moebius,
Tom Boy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Maleditus Sound,
Traffic Nightmare,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Schoolly D,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Sneak,
The Vogues,
Bush Tetras,
Warsaw,
FM Einheit,
Derrick Morgan,
Masters at Work,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ralphi Rosario,
Skarface,
Michelle Simonal,
Moss Icon,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Barracudas,
Technova,
Donald Byrd,
Nirvana,
Urselle,
Lindisfarne,
Scratch Acid,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Patti Smith,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Monks,
Bobby Byrd,
Scion,
Fugazi,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.