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 Korea South and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 sitar 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 Magazine to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Gong,
Animal Collective,
the Human League,
The Doors,
Boredoms,
Delta 5,
Sarah Menescal,
Young Marble Giants,
Juan Atkins,
Dark Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Isaac Hayes,
Mandrill,
Peter and Kerry,
Vainqueur,
Yazoo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Quadrant,
Charles Mingus,
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra,
The Alarm Clocks,
Reagan Youth,
The Motions,
The Move,
Franke,
Los Fastidios,
James White and The Blacks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Happenings,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Agent Orange,
the Association,
Quantec,
Crash Course in Science,
Subhumans,
KRS-One,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Urselle,
Electric Prunes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lyres,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joyce Sims,
Deakin,
Pagans,
Glenn Branca,
Scientists,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eurythmics,
The Stooges,
The Young Rascals,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Fania All-Stars,
Babytalk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Infiniti,
Lou Christie,
Laurel Aitken,
Donny Hathaway,
The Moleskins,
The Gun Club,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.