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 Tonga and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Barbara Tucker to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Count Five,
K-Klass,
Junior Murvin,
Rekid,
The Electric Prunes,
Fad Gadget,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bronski Beat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Quadrant,
Blossom Toes,
Joyce Sims,
Slick Rick,
Todd Rundgren,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Residents,
Terry Callier,
Section 25,
John Cale,
Japan,
Alison Limerick,
the Human League,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Mummies,
X-102,
Scott Walker,
Trumans Water,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Blues Magoos,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Monolake,
Scion,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Zero Boys,
Ultravox,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Star Department,
Lou Reed,
Technova,
The Fugs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Maleditus Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Alton Ellis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
KRS-One,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kerri Chandler,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sight & Sound,
Lalann,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ludus,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.