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 Japan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin 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 Davy DMX to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Surgeon,
Sister Nancy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
EPMD,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
June of 44,
Ludus,
Kurtis Blow,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Vainqueur,
Thee Headcoats,
Robert Görl,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Doors,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pierre Henry,
Crash Course in Science,
The Real Kids,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Excepter,
The Happenings,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Malaria!,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
X-Ray Spex,
Shoche,
the Normal,
David Axelrod,
Panda Bear,
Massinfluence,
Donald Byrd,
E-Dancer,
Eve St. Jones,
LL Cool J,
Buzzcocks,
Agent Orange,
AZ,
Sugar Minott,
Todd Terry,
Nirvana,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mad Mike,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Danielle Patucci,
Bauhaus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Avey Tare,
the Soft Cell,
kango's stein massive,
Albert Ayler,
Dennis Brown,
Easy Going,
Terrestrial Tones,
Suburban Knight,
Television Personalities,
The Fall,
The American Breed,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Masters at Work,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.