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 Bolivia and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Amazonics to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Japan,
Thee Headcoats,
Lyres,
Connie Case,
Soulsonic Force,
Mantronix,
Yellowson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rufus Thomas,
Boredoms,
Simply Red,
Bluetip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barrington Levy,
The Raincoats,
Patti Smith,
Ten City,
Radiohead,
Ken Boothe,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cheater Slicks,
Faust,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Section 25,
Pole,
Von Mondo,
The Electric Prunes,
Anthony Braxton,
Todd Rundgren,
The Invisible,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nils Olav,
Liliput,
The Moleskins,
Suicide,
Animal Collective,
Qualms,
The Monochrome Set,
Ronnie Foster,
Tim Buckley,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Golliwogs,
Bauhaus,
Prince Buster,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Human League,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Pus,
Crash Course in Science,
Lungfish,
The Move,
Lee Hazlewood,
Radiopuhelimet,
CMW,
Avey Tare,
Amon Düül,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.