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 Belize and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rosa Yemen to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Faust,
Toni Rubio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cluster,
Los Fastidios,
The Vogues,
Radiopuhelimet,
Neu!,
Sparks,
Hasil Adkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dawn Penn,
Metal Thangz,
The Angels of Light,
H. Thieme,
Parry Music,
Stetsasonic,
Magma,
The Kinks,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Sherman,
The Smoke,
Flamin' Groovies,
Susan Cadogan,
Hot Snakes,
Idris Muhammad,
The Electric Prunes,
T. Rex,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Intrusion,
Con Funk Shun,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Skriet,
Black Sheep,
Yellowson,
Brick,
Panda Bear,
Lou Christie,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blake Baxter,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gang of Four,
Lakeside,
Josef K,
Rosa Yemen,
Quando Quango,
The Smiths,
Neil Young,
Juan Atkins,
Wally Richardson,
Subhumans,
Quantec,
Kayak,
Bronski Beat,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Associates,
Vainqueur,
Au Pairs,
Flash Fearless,
JFA,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.