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 Marshall Islands and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 clarinet 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 Standells to the rock 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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Juan Atkins,
Janne Schatter,
Goldenarms,
Dark Day,
Derrick Morgan,
Sarah Menescal,
Wasted Youth,
Negative Approach,
Derrick May,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Underground Resistance,
Arab on Radar,
Sonic Youth,
Gichy Dan,
Guru Guru,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oblivians,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Martian,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lou Reed,
The Saints,
The Modern Lovers,
D'Angelo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ossler,
Moebius,
The Move,
X-101,
Soulsonic Force,
Mary Jane Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
Carl Craig,
Unwound,
The Beau Brummels,
Loose Ends,
Visage,
Symarip,
Franke,
Chris Corsano,
Trumans Water,
Scientists,
Ultra Naté,
UT,
New Age Steppers,
Dorothy Ashby,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Smiths,
Kurtis Blow,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Massinfluence,
Susan Cadogan,
Das Ding,
Joey Negro,
June of 44,
Judy Mowatt,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.