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 Ireland and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 Eli Mardock to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Todd Rundgren,
David McCallum,
Quadrant,
The Cowsills,
The Busters,
Loose Ends,
Animal Collective,
Hasil Adkins,
Ronan,
Bob Dylan,
Marmalade,
Erykah Badu,
Robert Wyatt,
Drexciya,
Q65,
Audionom,
ABC,
Wolf Eyes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Steve Hackett,
Erasure,
Bush Tetras,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Fortunes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Trumans Water,
The New Christs,
Soft Machine,
The Associates,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rapeman,
The Velvet Underground,
ABBA,
U.S. Maple,
Donny Hathaway,
T.S.O.L.,
Sparks,
Don Cherry,
Porter Ricks,
Funkadelic,
Lungfish,
Ultravox,
Electric Light Orchestra,
EPMD,
Sister Nancy,
Eddi Front,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Selecter,
Barry Ungar,
John Holt,
Warsaw,
Carl Craig,
Blake Baxter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eric Dolphy,
R.M.O.,
Black Sheep,
Marc Almond,
Cameo,
Theoretical Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.