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 San Marino and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manchester.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Matthew Halsall to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Derrick Morgan,
David Axelrod,
Ossler,
Grauzone,
CMW,
Khruangbin,
Procol Harum,
Niagra,
Mission of Burma,
Subhumans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Vladislav Delay,
Maleditus Sound,
Television Personalities,
Sparks,
The Cowsills,
The Cure,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gories,
the Fania All-Stars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deadbeat,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eric Dolphy,
Derrick May,
Young Marble Giants,
Bad Manners,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yaz,
Clear Light,
Organ,
Judy Mowatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
T. Rex,
Bauhaus,
Sexual Harrassment,
Byron Stingily,
the Human League,
The Offenders,
Shoche,
The Blues Magoos,
Rapeman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Junior Murvin,
The Golliwogs,
Thee Headcoats,
Adolescents,
Aural Exciters,
Public Enemy,
The Associates,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Deepchord,
Royal Trux,
Mars,
Trumans Water,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rotary Connection,
Smog,
Sun City Girls,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.