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 Niger and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare 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 Dead Boys to the grime 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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Electric Prunes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crime,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Swans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
cv313,
Camouflage,
Sonic Youth,
Agent Orange,
Erykah Badu,
Sandy B,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cybotron,
Adolescents,
Animal Collective,
the Human League,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pylon,
Can,
Barbara Tucker,
OOIOO,
kango's stein massive,
Neil Young,
Eric Dolphy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Starr,
Brothers Johnson,
The Motions,
Nirvana,
Cameo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Anthony Braxton,
The Stooges,
Man Parrish,
The Young Rascals,
Chris & Cosey,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Agitation Free,
Albert Ayler,
Excepter,
Skriet,
Oneida,
Rosa Yemen,
Con Funk Shun,
The Pretty Things,
The Dead C,
Bobby Sherman,
H. Thieme,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Robert Wyatt,
Grauzone,
ABC,
Marine Girls,
The Fortunes,
Eden Ahbez,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.