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 Italy and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the rock 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Ultimate Spinach,
Radiopuhelimet,
FM Einheit,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Mojo Men,
The Sound,
Ituana,
the Normal,
Fatback Band,
Ossler,
The Cramps,
Q65,
Nils Olav,
Bronski Beat,
Junior Murvin,
The Count Five,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lungfish,
Fela Kuti,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roy Ayers,
Jeff Lynne,
Bush Tetras,
Donald Byrd,
Icehouse,
Lightning Bolt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Misunderstood,
Derrick May,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
8 Eyed Spy,
L. Decosne,
Nas,
Jawbox,
Accadde A,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Letta Mbulu,
The Stooges,
E-Dancer,
The Kinks,
Bauhaus,
Glenn Branca,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Easy Going,
kango's stein massive,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cheater Slicks,
The Wake,
Severed Heads,
The Dead C,
Thee Headcoats,
The Birthday Party,
Pere Ubu,
Dennis Brown,
Aswad,
Ten City,
Gang Green,
Fluxion,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.