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 Serbia and from Tehran.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron 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 Colin Newman to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Boogie Down Productions,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
New York Dolls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nik Kershaw,
The Young Rascals,
Theoretical Girls,
Con Funk Shun,
Banda Bassotti,
Circle Jerks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Funky Four + One,
Desert Stars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suicide,
Davy DMX,
Make Up,
Infiniti,
Kurtis Blow,
Quando Quango,
The Five Americans,
Cymande,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Depeche Mode,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Country Teasers,
Scion,
June of 44,
Second Layer,
X-Ray Spex,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Porter Ricks,
X-102,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rekid,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Qualms,
Bootsy Collins,
Sarah Menescal,
The Angels of Light,
Crispian St. Peters,
Albert Ayler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Accadde A,
Peter & Gordon,
New Order,
Dave Gahan,
Scratch Acid,
Basic Channel,
Arthur Verocai,
Lungfish,
Bill Near,
Skaos,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kenny Larkin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Steve Hackett,
Faust,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.