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 Lithuania and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Babytalk to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Juan Atkins,
Das Ding,
Sixth Finger,
CMW,
Cameo,
Young Marble Giants,
Adolescents,
Lou Reed,
Sun Ra,
X-102,
E-Dancer,
Hoover,
T. Rex,
Flash Fearless,
Darondo,
Kas Product,
Terrestrial Tones,
Boredoms,
Jacques Brel,
Glenn Branca,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Faust,
Cheater Slicks,
Second Layer,
Funky Four + One,
Mark Hollis,
Amon Düül II,
Steve Hackett,
the Human League,
The Velvet Underground,
The Pretty Things,
The Smoke,
Pantaleimon,
Soul II Soul,
The Golliwogs,
Ituana,
Patti Smith,
Agitation Free,
The Wake,
The Stooges,
Danielle Patucci,
The American Breed,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Harmonia,
Ken Boothe,
Laurel Aitken,
Eden Ahbez,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Barrington Levy,
The Barracudas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flipper,
Chrome,
Deakin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kerri Chandler,
The Dirtbombs,
The Invisible,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Banda Bassotti,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.