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 Slovenia and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Cairo.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the disco 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
X-101,
Terrestrial Tones,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roger Hodgson,
Funkadelic,
Monks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Pretty Things,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Brothers Johnson,
Faraquet,
Y Pants,
Ten City,
Country Teasers,
Funky Four + One,
The American Breed,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marshall Jefferson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Robert Hood,
Clear Light,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
In Retrospect,
John Lydon,
Byron Stingily,
Jeff Mills,
Buzzcocks,
Dave Gahan,
Barry Ungar,
Eric Copeland,
Soft Cell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hasil Adkins,
One Last Wish,
Arthur Verocai,
The Count Five,
Unwound,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Siglo XX,
Danielle Patucci,
Subhumans,
Piero Umiliani,
Zapp,
ABC,
Interpol,
New Order,
The Doors,
The Slackers,
Inner City,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Minor Threat,
Fear,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.