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 Benin and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Mo-Dettes to the rock 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Iggy Pop,
Alison Limerick,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
The Victims,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cal Tjader,
Stetsasonic,
Supertramp,
Deakin,
Sonic Youth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Cramps,
Thompson Twins,
Blancmange,
The Doors,
X-102,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amazonics,
Chrome,
Maleditus Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
Sun Ra,
Sun City Girls,
Ken Boothe,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oneida,
Soulsonic Force,
Mantronix,
Zero Boys,
Ronan,
Accadde A,
Index,
Eurythmics,
Sällskapet,
Ralphi Rosario,
Althea and Donna,
Zapp,
Cybotron,
New York Dolls,
Khruangbin,
The Slackers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Index,
Loose Ends,
Stiv Bators,
Agitation Free,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Wyatt,
The Litter,
Masters at Work,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Sonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Quadrant,
Bang On A Can,
Aural Exciters,
Von Mondo,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.