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 Afghanistan and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mexico City.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 UT to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Technova,
Aloha Tigers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Deakin,
The Angels of Light,
Scott Walker,
Eric Dolphy,
Ten City,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pole,
Outsiders,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Depeche Mode,
The Real Kids,
PIL,
The Happenings,
Barbara Tucker,
Chris Corsano,
Niagra,
Smog,
Jawbox,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Boz Scaggs,
The Remains,
Vladislav Delay,
Robert Hood,
Fela Kuti,
New Age Steppers,
Bob Dylan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Swans,
Banda Bassotti,
Theoretical Girls,
The Slits,
Glenn Branca,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bill Wells,
Soft Cell,
kango's stein massive,
Ultra Naté,
Blossom Toes,
DNA,
Bill Near,
Section 25,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Negative Approach,
Buzzcocks,
The Five Americans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fatback Band,
The Fall,
Essential Logic,
Isaac Hayes,
Boredoms,
Althea and Donna,
Cameo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.