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 United Kingdom and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the disco 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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Pierre Henry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Flash Fearless,
Pussy Galore,
Pantytec,
Excepter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Victims,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Howard Jones,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Magazine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scrapy,
Television Personalities,
MDC,
Ponytail,
Aaron Thompson,
CMW,
Hasil Adkins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
K-Klass,
The Barracudas,
Boredoms,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bob Dylan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Slackers,
The Sonics,
MC5,
Monks,
Gichy Dan,
Nirvana,
Josef K,
Erasure,
Cecil Taylor,
Barbara Tucker,
the Association,
David Axelrod,
Minnie Riperton,
Banda Bassotti,
Loose Ends,
Glenn Branca,
Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brand Nubian,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Rundgren,
Henry Cow,
Arab on Radar,
Skarface,
Icehouse,
Massinfluence,
Ten City,
the Slits,
Warsaw,
Easy Going,
JFA,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cluster,
Drexciya,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.