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 Philippines and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Wake to the grunge 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Guru Guru,
The Walker Brothers,
The Selecter,
Zero Boys,
Ludus,
Idris Muhammad,
Ohio Players,
Youth Brigade,
Reuben Wilson,
Heaven 17,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Slits,
Black Bananas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amon Düül II,
Nirvana,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Motions,
Livin' Joy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Make Up,
The Music Machine,
Crispy Ambulance,
Chris Corsano,
Judy Mowatt,
Tommy Roe,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barclay James Harvest,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Human League,
Bush Tetras,
Con Funk Shun,
Iggy Pop,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Suicide,
Marine Girls,
The Leaves,
Matthew Bourne,
Skaos,
Bobby Womack,
The Pop Group,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Erasure,
Bobby Sherman,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Don Cherry,
Henry Cow,
The Buckinghams,
Wings,
The Mojo Men,
Jeru the Damaja,
Masters at Work,
Minnie Riperton,
Warren Ellis,
Pole,
Nik Kershaw,
Kerrie Biddell,
Trumans Water,
Faraquet,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.