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 Jordan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Minor Threat,
Leonard Cohen,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Guru Guru,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rod Modell,
Audionom,
Peter & Gordon,
X-Ray Spex,
Judy Mowatt,
Faust,
Anthony Braxton,
Arcadia,
Scrapy,
Public Enemy,
The Mojo Men,
Saccharine Trust,
World's Most,
Grauzone,
Albert Ayler,
Model 500,
Spoonie Gee,
Fat Boys,
The Pretty Things,
Girls At Our Best!,
Television Personalities,
PIL,
Harpers Bizarre,
Motorama,
Quadrant,
Harmonia,
The Fugs,
Josef K,
Dark Day,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Toasters,
Q and Not U,
Soul II Soul,
Joyce Sims,
AZ,
David Axelrod,
Little Man,
Subhumans,
Au Pairs,
Black Flag,
The Techniques,
The Seeds,
The Mummies,
The Five Americans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jesper Dahlback,
Al Stewart,
Funky Four + One,
Flamin' Groovies,
Zapp,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Amazonics,
Eric B and Rakim,
Schoolly D,
Black Pus,
Chris & Cosey,
Ken Boothe,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.