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 Moldova and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Q and Not U,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Moon,
Heaven 17,
Yellowson,
Joey Negro,
Television,
Eric Dolphy,
L. Decosne,
Nils Olav,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Move,
the Swans,
Barrington Levy,
Darondo,
X-102,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Stooges,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mr. Review,
The Cowsills,
Ice-T,
Second Layer,
Subhumans,
the Bar-Kays,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Boz Scaggs,
Motorama,
Animal Collective,
Mission of Burma,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fad Gadget,
Toni Rubio,
The Remains,
Nirvana,
The Detroit Cobras,
Danielle Patucci,
Girls At Our Best!,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fugs,
Qualms,
The Walker Brothers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Technova,
Warren Ellis,
Pussy Galore,
Erykah Badu,
Mad Mike,
Jerry's Kids,
Talk Talk,
Graham Central Station,
the Slits,
Barry Ungar,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Blackbyrds,
The Doobie Brothers,
Intrusion,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.