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 Algeria and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Wire to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
John Coltrane,
Derrick Morgan,
Skriet,
The Techniques,
Pussy Galore,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun Ra,
Mo-Dettes,
Pantytec,
Rapeman,
The Monks,
Youth Brigade,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Icehouse,
The Last Poets,
Neil Young,
Johnny Clarke,
The Real Kids,
Deakin,
Laurel Aitken,
Groovy Waters,
Mandrill,
LL Cool J,
Roxy Music,
Judy Mowatt,
Mars,
The Motions,
Bill Near,
Dark Day,
Hardrive,
Althea and Donna,
Dave Gahan,
Aaron Thompson,
Negative Approach,
Model 500,
Newcleus,
the Normal,
Von Mondo,
Chris Corsano,
Joensuu 1685,
Guru Guru,
Minny Pops,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wasted Youth,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sun City Girls,
Sonic Youth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pulsallama,
Jesper Dahlback,
China Crisis,
CMW,
The Stooges,
The Searchers,
Marc Almond,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kenny Larkin,
Don Cherry,
The Residents,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.