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 Swaziland and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Leonard Cohen to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Connie Case,
The Fortunes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lindisfarne,
Derrick Morgan,
The Tremeloes,
ABC,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Q65,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hardrive,
Sarah Menescal,
Ronan,
DNA,
Nick Fraelich,
The Skatalites,
John Foxx,
Accadde A,
Pylon,
Lyres,
Goldenarms,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cowsills,
Quando Quango,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Deepchord,
The Dave Clark Five,
Vladislav Delay,
R.M.O.,
Eric Copeland,
Kerri Chandler,
Unwound,
Cecil Taylor,
Curtis Mayfield,
Faraquet,
Gil Scott Heron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fat Boys,
Vainqueur,
Sex Pistols,
Stiv Bators,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
H. Thieme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Busters,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Bar-Kays,
Funkadelic,
Cluster,
Slave,
Tears for Fears,
Matthew Halsall,
Boredoms,
Mars,
Maleditus Sound,
Minnie Riperton,
Rotary Connection,
Thee Headcoats,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.