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 Mexico and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Danielle Patucci to the jazz 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
The Associates,
Essential Logic,
Robert Görl,
Flash Fearless,
Zero Boys,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Schoolly D,
The Music Machine,
Byron Stingily,
Quando Quango,
Moby Grape,
the Association,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
David Axelrod,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kerri Chandler,
Brand Nubian,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Fire Engines,
Michelle Simonal,
Deadbeat,
Nico,
John Coltrane,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cowsills,
Dawn Penn,
Derrick Morgan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Christie,
Motorama,
Barbara Tucker,
Sonic Youth,
Rakim,
Davy DMX,
The Evens,
The Dave Clark Five,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camberwell Now,
The Gap Band,
Suicide,
Gerry Rafferty,
Hot Snakes,
The Wake,
Bluetip,
The Black Dice,
Al Stewart,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Invisible,
The Alarm Clocks,
Judy Mowatt,
Yellowson,
Stiv Bators,
Alice Coltrane,
Ronnie Foster,
X-102,
The Trojans,
Ultravox,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Rundgren,
The Moody Blues,
Bush Tetras,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.