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 Syria and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 theremin 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 Godley & Creme to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suicide,
Mary Jane Girls,
Echospace,
The Beau Brummels,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dave Gahan,
David Axelrod,
This Heat,
Davy DMX,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camberwell Now,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Christie,
Mars,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Mummies,
Jawbox,
Buzzcocks,
Girls At Our Best!,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eddi Front,
Kaleidoscope,
AZ,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crispy Ambulance,
MDC,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Warren Ellis,
Anakelly,
Mad Mike,
Unrelated Segments,
Yaz,
Hoover,
Siglo XX,
Peter and Kerry,
Bobby Sherman,
Boogie Down Productions,
The American Breed,
The Fortunes,
Alphaville,
X-102,
Robert Görl,
Spandau Ballet,
Bad Manners,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sam Rivers,
Scan 7,
Toni Rubio,
Pantytec,
Model 500,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
La Düsseldorf,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Royal Trux,
The Martian,
Smog,
The Residents,
World's Most,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.