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 Papua New Guinea and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Invisible to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Tomorrow,
Lyres,
Junior Murvin,
Black Flag,
Brass Construction,
Au Pairs,
Lakeside,
Gabor Szabo,
David Bowie,
Ituana,
Vainqueur,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Lydon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Big Daddy Kane,
PIL,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Procol Harum,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Average White Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ronan,
Minutemen,
X-101,
Harry Pussy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Association,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Essential Logic,
The Offenders,
Sandy B,
Agitation Free,
The Five Americans,
Sixth Finger,
China Crisis,
Roy Ayers,
June of 44,
Sparks,
Pulsallama,
Yaz,
Youth Brigade,
The Invisible,
Cecil Taylor,
Sarah Menescal,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Matthew Bourne,
Lungfish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Slave,
LL Cool J,
Neu!,
Unrelated Segments,
Angry Samoans,
Alton Ellis,
Cheater Slicks,
Pere Ubu,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.