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 Costa Rica and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron 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 ABC to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lindisfarne,
Tomorrow,
The Star Department,
Surgeon,
Fugazi,
Gang Green,
Warren Ellis,
Das Ding,
Masters at Work,
Frankie Knuckles,
Unwound,
Quantec,
Little Man,
Second Layer,
Alice Coltrane,
Flash Fearless,
Drive Like Jehu,
Inner City,
Chrome,
L. Decosne,
Suburban Knight,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eve St. Jones,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
World's Most,
Tears for Fears,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Agitation Free,
Television,
The Grass Roots,
The Fugs,
Sight & Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Con Funk Shun,
a-ha,
The Skatalites,
Morten Harket,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joe Finger,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Techniques,
Patti Smith,
Silicon Teens,
The Doors,
The Trojans,
Derrick May,
Derrick Morgan,
Eddi Front,
The Last Poets,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Skarface,
Talk Talk,
MC5,
Easy Going,
Make Up,
David Axelrod,
Alison Limerick,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.