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 Swaziland and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The United States of America to the rock 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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
The Fall,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mars,
Essential Logic,
Drexciya,
Bobby Womack,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wings,
Reagan Youth,
The Barracudas,
The Standells,
The Divine Comedy,
Johnny Clarke,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Icehouse,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nick Fraelich,
Monks,
Ossler,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Cure,
kango's stein massive,
Outsiders,
Intrusion,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Warren Ellis,
Black Pus,
Todd Rundgren,
Brick,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ohio Players,
The Golliwogs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thee Headcoats,
Spoonie Gee,
Sun City Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soul II Soul,
Joe Smooth,
Sound Behaviour,
Visage,
the Slits,
Easy Going,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Martian,
Schoolly D,
FM Einheit,
Rotary Connection,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bang On A Can,
The Misunderstood,
Moebius,
Soft Machine,
Guru Guru,
Monolake,
Brand Nubian,
Alphaville,
The Last Poets,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.