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 Mauritius and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin 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 Joensuu 1685 to the techno 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Hoover,
Aural Exciters,
The Smiths,
Minutemen,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Human League,
The Zeros,
Scott Walker,
Don Cherry,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lyres,
Wire,
The Young Rascals,
the Swans,
AZ,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Depeche Mode,
The Black Dice,
Swans,
Excepter,
MDC,
The Monks,
The Index,
Banda Bassotti,
Interpol,
The Fall,
The Music Machine,
The Modern Lovers,
the Germs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soft Cell,
Godley & Creme,
Sunsets and Hearts,
David McCallum,
L. Decosne,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sun Ra,
Soft Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Organ,
Sister Nancy,
Cymande,
Kool Moe Dee,
Faraquet,
Rakim,
Heaven 17,
Japan,
Amon Düül II,
the Normal,
B.T. Express,
Royal Trux,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Evens,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Faust,
Ken Boothe,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.