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 Cambodia and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Adolescents to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Danielle Patucci,
the Sonics,
Jandek,
Rosa Yemen,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jeru the Damaja,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Toni Rubio,
the Human League,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Los Fastidios,
Lou Reed,
Cecil Taylor,
Swans,
The Red Krayola,
Magma,
Brand Nubian,
Outsiders,
Amon Düül II,
Minor Threat,
Silicon Teens,
DJ Sneak,
cv313,
Duran Duran,
Prince Buster,
The Velvet Underground,
The Selecter,
Mad Mike,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Intrusion,
The Standells,
Zero Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
Eve St. Jones,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ossler,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Music Machine,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
China Crisis,
Darondo,
Camberwell Now,
Bad Manners,
Suburban Knight,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scan 7,
Kenny Larkin,
Adolescents,
The Five Americans,
The Happenings,
The Beau Brummels,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.