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 Ukraine and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 ABBA to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jandek,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Janne Schatter,
OOIOO,
Sparks,
Soft Machine,
Von Mondo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Pretty Things,
The Associates,
Aaron Thompson,
Zapp,
48th St. Collective,
The Gladiators,
Susan Cadogan,
Liliput,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Panda Bear,
Fatback Band,
Monolake,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bauhaus,
Chris Corsano,
Wasted Youth,
Bad Manners,
MC5,
The Barracudas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Deadbeat,
Pole,
Barclay James Harvest,
Audionom,
Alphaville,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Womack,
Shoche,
The Motions,
Derrick Morgan,
Erykah Badu,
Gil Scott Heron,
Vladislav Delay,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nico,
Underground Resistance,
Babytalk,
Barbara Tucker,
Neil Young,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eurythmics,
Desert Stars,
the Normal,
Rakim,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jacob Miller,
Echospace,
Glenn Branca,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.