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 Antigua and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Minnie Riperton to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Joe Finger,
Black Bananas,
The Knickerbockers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kas Product,
Gregory Isaacs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Reagan Youth,
Byron Stingily,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Oblivians,
JFA,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Liliput,
Youth Brigade,
The Star Department,
Scan 7,
Subhumans,
Jandek,
Susan Cadogan,
DNA,
Pylon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang of Four,
The Golliwogs,
Amon Düül,
Con Funk Shun,
Howard Jones,
Magazine,
The Raincoats,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crooked Eye,
Tropical Tobacco,
Country Teasers,
Mark Hollis,
The Blackbyrds,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Gories,
Minny Pops,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gang Green,
Interpol,
Lou Reed,
The Wake,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tears for Fears,
Sam Rivers,
Cybotron,
Toni Rubio,
Bobby Byrd,
Curtis Mayfield,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Gun Club,
Urselle,
Altered Images,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Maurizio,
Nico,
Index,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.