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 Jordan and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb 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 Soft Machine to the techno 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 The Flesh Eaters. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Alice Coltrane,
David McCallum,
Michelle Simonal,
Alphaville,
Q65,
Bobbi Humphrey,
EPMD,
Echospace,
Buzzcocks,
Donny Hathaway,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nils Olav,
Easy Going,
Severed Heads,
Girls At Our Best!,
Simply Red,
Cecil Taylor,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Holt,
JFA,
Nico,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Tremeloes,
Guru Guru,
Bauhaus,
Anthony Braxton,
Deakin,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tim Buckley,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Black Moon,
Khruangbin,
Barrington Levy,
Maleditus Sound,
the Swans,
Motorama,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Techniques,
Brass Construction,
Icehouse,
Tres Demented,
LL Cool J,
Morten Harket,
Altered Images,
The Shadows of Knight,
Blake Baxter,
Neil Young,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Misunderstood,
Cheater Slicks,
The Martian,
Underground Resistance,
Peter & Gordon,
The Black Dice,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Gories,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Sheep,
FM Einheit,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.