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 Vietnam and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 organ 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 Lebanon Hanover to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Yusef Lateef,
Erasure,
Throbbing Gristle,
One Last Wish,
The Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Shoche,
Flamin' Groovies,
Soft Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Make Up,
Reagan Youth,
Avey Tare,
The Smoke,
Clear Light,
Henry Cow,
The Seeds,
Panda Bear,
Glenn Branca,
The Zeros,
The Cosmic Jokers,
This Heat,
The Sonics,
Pylon,
Judy Mowatt,
Rotary Connection,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ponytail,
Moebius,
Peter & Gordon,
Joensuu 1685,
Suburban Knight,
The Kinks,
Iggy Pop,
New York Dolls,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Walker Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Liliput,
the Association,
Pierre Henry,
Cal Tjader,
Nas,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Soft Cell,
The J.B.'s,
Drexciya,
Stetsasonic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
ABC,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Index,
MC5,
Monks,
Hot Snakes,
Average White Band,
Franke,
Young Marble Giants,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Babytalk,
Grey Daturas,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.