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 Singapore and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 48th St. Collective to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Stiv Bators,
Joensuu 1685,
the Slits,
Flipper,
Peter and Kerry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Gladiators,
Barbara Tucker,
Das Ding,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
8 Eyed Spy,
R.M.O.,
Bauhaus,
Donny Hathaway,
The American Breed,
Quando Quango,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crooked Eye,
Leonard Cohen,
Groovy Waters,
Cal Tjader,
Robert Hood,
The Cure,
Model 500,
Pagans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Can,
Swell Maps,
Second Layer,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Angry Samoans,
World's Most,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fuzztones,
Section 25,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sight & Sound,
Masters at Work,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Moody Blues,
The Fire Engines,
the Bar-Kays,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aloha Tigers,
The Last Poets,
Scott Walker,
Robert Wyatt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Graham Central Station,
Pylon,
Franke,
Ludus,
Bootsy Collins,
The Modern Lovers,
The Sound,
The Blues Magoos,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.