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 Rwanda and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Barbara Tucker to the grime 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Accadde A,
Massinfluence,
Delta 5,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bob Dylan,
Barry Ungar,
The American Breed,
Rotary Connection,
Blancmange,
Rod Modell,
The Cramps,
Amon Düül II,
Siglo XX,
Peter and Kerry,
Barrington Levy,
The Durutti Column,
Theoretical Girls,
Joensuu 1685,
Pantytec,
The Toasters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Moody Blues,
Fluxion,
Wasted Youth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sister Nancy,
T.S.O.L.,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Television,
The New Christs,
Hardrive,
Model 500,
X-102,
Grauzone,
Monolake,
Country Teasers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jawbox,
Sun City Girls,
Rosa Yemen,
The Index,
The Slackers,
Yusef Lateef,
Visage,
Can,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Aural Exciters,
Connie Case,
Idris Muhammad,
The Techniques,
Derrick May,
10cc,
Radio Birdman,
Jeff Mills,
Erykah Badu,
Matthew Halsall,
Infiniti,
Todd Terry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Angry Samoans,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.