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 Paraguay and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin 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 Urselle to the dance 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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Moebius,
Aswad,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bill Near,
Neu!,
Todd Rundgren,
Chrome,
Black Flag,
Kaleidoscope,
Ice-T,
Bootsy Collins,
Matthew Halsall,
Babytalk,
ABC,
Roxy Music,
Hoover,
John Cale,
Mary Jane Girls,
Can,
Swell Maps,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Christie,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Panda Bear,
Subhumans,
Monks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Procol Harum,
The Doors,
B.T. Express,
Sugar Minott,
Section 25,
Little Man,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fad Gadget,
Faust,
Derrick Morgan,
John Holt,
The Techniques,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aaron Thompson,
Bluetip,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Moss Icon,
Jerry's Kids,
Crash Course in Science,
Siglo XX,
Graham Central Station,
Morten Harket,
Von Mondo,
Tommy Roe,
LL Cool J,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Maleditus Sound,
Organ,
Scratch Acid,
Michelle Simonal,
Electric Light Orchestra,
OOIOO,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.