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 Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Whodini to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
The Motions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Organ,
Blake Baxter,
Angry Samoans,
The Angels of Light,
These Immortal Souls,
One Last Wish,
The Monks,
Q65,
Babytalk,
Stockholm Monsters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Wyatt,
Au Pairs,
World's Most,
Clear Light,
Franke,
The Cure,
Scratch Acid,
Sugar Minott,
This Heat,
Josef K,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mission of Burma,
Chris Corsano,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Loose Ends,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Doors,
The Fire Engines,
Avey Tare,
Echospace,
Ronan,
Jawbox,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dave Gahan,
Alison Limerick,
Metal Thangz,
Sight & Sound,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ice-T,
Kerri Chandler,
Moss Icon,
DJ Style,
The Mojo Men,
The Fugs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tears for Fears,
Black Sheep,
Darondo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crash Course in Science,
Girls At Our Best!,
Flamin' Groovies,
Altered Images,
Zero Boys,
The Red Krayola,
Jesper Dahlback,
Michelle Simonal,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.