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 Burkina and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin 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 The Fugs to the grunge 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
The Techniques,
Delon & Dalcan,
Model 500,
Pussy Galore,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Susan Cadogan,
Animal Collective,
Al Stewart,
Ice-T,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bill Wells,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
CMW,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Sonics,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nick Fraelich,
L. Decosne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eve St. Jones,
Ludus,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Television,
X-Ray Spex,
Maleditus Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mission of Burma,
Outsiders,
Bad Manners,
Michelle Simonal,
Sällskapet,
Underground Resistance,
Moss Icon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Marshall Jefferson,
New Order,
OOIOO,
Scott Walker,
Talk Talk,
The Martian,
The Dave Clark Five,
JFA,
The Fire Engines,
Los Fastidios,
Gerry Rafferty,
Althea and Donna,
Bobby Hutcherson,
KRS-One,
D'Angelo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ohio Players,
Sam Rivers,
Spandau Ballet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Icehouse,
The Five Americans,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobby Byrd,
The Associates,
Liliput,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.