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 Qatar 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Minnie Riperton to the grime 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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
The Moody Blues,
Au Pairs,
Q and Not U,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Minutemen,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Busters,
Surgeon,
Brass Construction,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stereo Dub,
Delta 5,
The Neon Judgement,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ice-T,
Heaven 17,
Grandmaster Flash,
Unrelated Segments,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soft Machine,
Robert Görl,
Negative Approach,
Whodini,
Marshall Jefferson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lalann,
The Black Dice,
Marc Almond,
Agitation Free,
Robert Wyatt,
The Golliwogs,
Black Flag,
Prince Buster,
Skriet,
Idris Muhammad,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joey Negro,
Gang Green,
Newcleus,
Parry Music,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
John Cale,
Dorothy Ashby,
Spoonie Gee,
Hot Snakes,
Crime,
Albert Ayler,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minny Pops,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Victims,
Guru Guru,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Kinks,
These Immortal Souls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Teasers,
Deakin,
Rod Modell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Reagan Youth,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.