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 Ukraine and from Halifax.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Scion to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
R.M.O.,
Kaleidoscope,
Dave Gahan,
Second Layer,
Cecil Taylor,
UT,
The Music Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Albert Ayler,
The J.B.'s,
Joy Division,
Aswad,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yazoo,
Pussy Galore,
These Immortal Souls,
Sarah Menescal,
Barrington Levy,
the Association,
Letta Mbulu,
Kerrie Biddell,
Faraquet,
Swell Maps,
The Human League,
The Real Kids,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dual Sessions,
Brick,
In Retrospect,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Adolescents,
New Order,
Bluetip,
CMW,
Sonic Youth,
Radiopuhelimet,
Grauzone,
Bauhaus,
The Last Poets,
Don Cherry,
John Holt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Raincoats,
Ohio Players,
John Cale,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brass Construction,
Main Source,
Unrelated Segments,
Iggy Pop,
Prince Buster,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joe Finger,
Terry Callier,
Marshall Jefferson,
Country Teasers,
Joe Smooth,
Anakelly,
DJ Sneak,
Quando Quango,
Gang of Four,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.