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 Iraq and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mad Mike 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Cheater Slicks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bang On A Can,
Essential Logic,
Infiniti,
Reagan Youth,
Soul Sonic Force,
MC5,
Josef K,
the Sonics,
cv313,
Crime,
Avey Tare,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Piero Umiliani,
Faust,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fire Engines,
Camouflage,
Urselle,
Terry Callier,
Mandrill,
Tom Boy,
Lightning Bolt,
Nirvana,
the Slits,
Crispian St. Peters,
Dawn Penn,
OOIOO,
The Barracudas,
Stereo Dub,
Todd Terry,
Lakeside,
Wings,
Public Enemy,
Thompson Twins,
Spandau Ballet,
Vladislav Delay,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed,
Man Parrish,
Donny Hathaway,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
This Heat,
Lower 48,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The New Christs,
Ornette Coleman,
Max Romeo,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Surgeon,
Mark Hollis,
Grey Daturas,
Brand Nubian,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.