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 Iran and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Reagan Youth to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Joey Negro,
Bang On A Can,
Soft Machine,
Yazoo,
The Invisible,
Toni Rubio,
The Birthday Party,
Graham Central Station,
the Sonics,
Trumans Water,
Organ,
Albert Ayler,
Funky Four + One,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barclay James Harvest,
Infiniti,
Radiohead,
Franke,
Pulsallama,
Yaz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
cv313,
Peter & Gordon,
Ultra Naté,
the Swans,
The Sound,
Nik Kershaw,
One Last Wish,
Motorama,
Soft Cell,
La Düsseldorf,
Lyres,
Bob Dylan,
The Associates,
Amon Düül II,
Dave Gahan,
The Neon Judgement,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Searchers,
Ohio Players,
MDC,
Tim Buckley,
T.S.O.L.,
Erasure,
Grauzone,
The Doors,
Qualms,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Youth Brigade,
Letta Mbulu,
The Stooges,
Idris Muhammad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Magma,
8 Eyed Spy,
Underground Resistance,
K-Klass,
This Heat,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.