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 Eritrea and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Magazine to the punk 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Talk Talk,
June of 44,
The Move,
Sam Rivers,
The Dead C,
Subhumans,
Stetsasonic,
EPMD,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Star Department,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Thee Headcoats,
The Moleskins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Music Machine,
Faust,
Slave,
Joensuu 1685,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Leaves,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yusef Lateef,
Slick Rick,
Harry Pussy,
Fad Gadget,
Sister Nancy,
Silicon Teens,
Goldenarms,
Johnny Clarke,
These Immortal Souls,
Youth Brigade,
Popol Vuh,
Carl Craig,
Dennis Brown,
Young Marble Giants,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Zero Boys,
Howard Jones,
Lyres,
Franke,
John Lydon,
Echospace,
Can,
Chris Corsano,
Skarface,
Joey Negro,
Vladislav Delay,
Barry Ungar,
The Litter,
Dorothy Ashby,
Juan Atkins,
The Fugs,
Negative Approach,
Lalann,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Clear Light,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.