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 Japan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Sao Paulo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar 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 Swans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Oblivians,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camouflage,
Arthur Verocai,
Inner City,
Rekid,
The Black Dice,
Delta 5,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Echospace,
Talk Talk,
The Real Kids,
Joy Division,
Kurtis Blow,
The Names,
Lungfish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Zero Boys,
Harmonia,
Masters at Work,
Kas Product,
Maleditus Sound,
Fatback Band,
Iggy Pop,
Deadbeat,
Vainqueur,
Mission of Burma,
Marvin Gaye,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pet Shop Boys,
Franke,
Massinfluence,
Minutemen,
Malaria!,
Swans,
Basic Channel,
Sparks,
The Sound,
Erykah Badu,
Drexciya,
Subhumans,
Faraquet,
Siglo XX,
Jacob Miller,
The Slits,
Newcleus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tom Boy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pere Ubu,
Lindisfarne,
Lyres,
Hoover,
Oneida,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Metal Thangz,
Alphaville,
The Mojo Men,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.