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 Azerbaijan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Lucky Dragons to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
The Divine Comedy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Sonics,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sun City Girls,
Johnny Osbourne,
Duran Duran,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Avey Tare,
Lalo Schifrin,
Massinfluence,
Lakeside,
Panda Bear,
John Cale,
Kool Moe Dee,
Prince Buster,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lightning Bolt,
Bill Near,
The Birthday Party,
DJ Sneak,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Maleditus Sound,
Marmalade,
Lou Christie,
Moebius,
Rosa Yemen,
Sonny Sharrock,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amon Düül II,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kenny Larkin,
Con Funk Shun,
the Fania All-Stars,
Magma,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Real Kids,
Minor Threat,
Joe Finger,
The Pretty Things,
The Gap Band,
Stereo Dub,
Nick Fraelich,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Echospace,
The Selecter,
Fugazi,
Technova,
Animal Collective,
Delta 5,
Bobby Byrd,
Derrick May,
Flipper,
Michelle Simonal,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
K-Klass,
Deepchord,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.