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 Monaco and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Sandy B to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Gabor Szabo,
Derrick May,
Scott Walker,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Malaria!,
cv313,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Groovy Waters,
Shoche,
A Certain Ratio,
Harmonia,
Fela Kuti,
The Neon Judgement,
Motorama,
Ultra Naté,
Todd Terry,
Loose Ends,
Vainqueur,
Cal Tjader,
Sex Pistols,
Bob Dylan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nation of Ulysses,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nirvana,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Human League,
The Fortunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pulsallama,
Black Moon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Holt,
The Move,
This Heat,
The American Breed,
Sonic Youth,
Aural Exciters,
The Blackbyrds,
Hot Snakes,
Whodini,
Neu!,
Camouflage,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Green,
Deepchord,
Second Layer,
Cymande,
Can,
Bluetip,
Camberwell Now,
Brass Construction,
Roxette,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ultimate Spinach,
Susan Cadogan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.