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 Tajikistan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 synthesizer 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Radiohead,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neu!,
Junior Murvin,
Swans,
Oblivians,
The Cramps,
Erasure,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Curtis Mayfield,
48th St. Collective,
Television Personalities,
Monks,
Kayak,
Barrington Levy,
Cecil Taylor,
Stiv Bators,
Y Pants,
Ludus,
These Immortal Souls,
David McCallum,
Echospace,
the Bar-Kays,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Dead C,
Anakelly,
KRS-One,
Smog,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Smoke,
Joy Division,
The Trojans,
Basic Channel,
H. Thieme,
The Five Americans,
Freddie Wadling,
Grauzone,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fortunes,
The Residents,
Lou Christie,
OOIOO,
The Remains,
Visage,
Gabor Szabo,
The Neon Judgement,
New Order,
Hot Snakes,
Pere Ubu,
Lower 48,
Gichy Dan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Radio Birdman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bill Wells,
Dead Boys,
Marc Almond,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Reagan Youth,
The Gories,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.