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 Cyprus and from Stockholm.
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 Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 clarinet 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 Byron Stingily to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
The Neon Judgement,
Can,
Patti Smith,
The Techniques,
Bluetip,
Stereo Dub,
Gabor Szabo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Grauzone,
Television Personalities,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Iggy Pop,
Arthur Verocai,
the Human League,
B.T. Express,
Mission of Burma,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Modern Lovers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fortunes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Angels of Light,
Sexual Harrassment,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eden Ahbez,
The Moleskins,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Supertramp,
The Misunderstood,
Anthony Braxton,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lakeside,
Ralphi Rosario,
China Crisis,
Altered Images,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dark Day,
Circle Jerks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Alphaville,
The Pretty Things,
Oblivians,
Dave Gahan,
Radio Birdman,
Janne Schatter,
Minnie Riperton,
Lyres,
Gastr Del Sol,
Faust,
Unrelated Segments,
Crime,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jacob Miller,
CMW,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Niagra,
Gichy Dan,
Hasil Adkins,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.