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 Tanzania and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Juan Atkins to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
The Angels of Light,
Babytalk,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Amazonics,
Minor Threat,
The Moody Blues,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Barracudas,
Trumans Water,
Kurtis Blow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Reed,
Pagans,
Warren Ellis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bobby Byrd,
Derrick May,
cv313,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jawbox,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Searchers,
Aloha Tigers,
Michelle Simonal,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Zapp,
Jerry's Kids,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Evens,
Model 500,
Cecil Taylor,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brick,
DJ Sneak,
Scientists,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wings,
The Beau Brummels,
Mantronix,
Matthew Halsall,
the Sonics,
Severed Heads,
The Sonics,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pierre Henry,
Can,
the Human League,
Goldenarms,
Nico,
Boredoms,
Fugazi,
Eric Copeland,
Gichy Dan,
Gabor Szabo,
Sonic Youth,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.