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 Georgia and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Wake 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Country Teasers,
The J.B.'s,
Funkadelic,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tommy Roe,
Siglo XX,
the Sonics,
Average White Band,
Animal Collective,
Cybotron,
Sam Rivers,
Isaac Hayes,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gap Band,
Robert Hood,
Vainqueur,
Joe Finger,
Skarface,
Leonard Cohen,
Dave Gahan,
Pole,
David Axelrod,
Mo-Dettes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Second Layer,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Moon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Funky Four + One,
Black Flag,
Accadde A,
Gang of Four,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soft Cell,
Steve Hackett,
The Grass Roots,
Terrestrial Tones,
Deadbeat,
The Slackers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Q65,
Pulsallama,
The Index,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
ABC,
Gregory Isaacs,
Talk Talk,
Roxy Music,
The Alarm Clocks,
Schoolly D,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barbara Tucker,
Fifty Foot Hose,
K-Klass,
Charles Mingus,
the Normal,
Rakim,
Peter and Kerry,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.