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 Austria and from New York.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Clear Light to the funk 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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Unrelated Segments,
MDC,
Negative Approach,
Sun City Girls,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Count Five,
John Holt,
Bauhaus,
The Saints,
Ultra Naté,
Fugazi,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rufus Thomas,
Fat Boys,
John Foxx,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Doors,
The Monochrome Set,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
AZ,
Eddi Front,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Johnny Clarke,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hasil Adkins,
The Leaves,
Sex Pistols,
Pantytec,
Nirvana,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Altered Images,
Tubeway Army,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ituana,
Accadde A,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
L. Decosne,
Funkadelic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Das Ding,
Magazine,
Royal Trux,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crime,
Pierre Henry,
Monolake,
Man Parrish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tres Demented,
Sound Behaviour,
Tomorrow,
Radiopuhelimet,
Hoover,
Alton Ellis,
Cheater Slicks,
Guru Guru,
Magma,
Graham Central Station,
The Buckinghams,
Animal Collective,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.