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 Ecuador and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb 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 Sonny Sharrock to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Happenings. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Babytalk,
Brothers Johnson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Piero Umiliani,
Amazonics,
Kas Product,
Vladislav Delay,
Jandek,
Main Source,
The Remains,
Lyres,
ABC,
Sex Pistols,
Khruangbin,
Eric Copeland,
The Skatalites,
Archie Shepp,
Royal Trux,
Peter and Kerry,
The Mojo Men,
Guru Guru,
Sparks,
The Five Americans,
FM Einheit,
Pulsallama,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
La Düsseldorf,
Ralphi Rosario,
Aural Exciters,
Thompson Twins,
Jimmy McGriff,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kurtis Blow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Freddie Wadling,
Bill Wells,
Oblivians,
Jacques Brel,
The Gap Band,
The Star Department,
Yusef Lateef,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Human League,
the Bar-Kays,
Amon Düül,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Associates,
Donny Hathaway,
Sugar Minott,
The Knickerbockers,
Sister Nancy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lindisfarne,
Danielle Patucci,
Fatback Band,
Juan Atkins,
Mission of Burma,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
The Doors,
the Human League,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.