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 Hungary and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 linndrum 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 Accadde A to the rap 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ponytail,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mark Hollis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nick Fraelich,
the Association,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gabor Szabo,
Eddi Front,
Mad Mike,
The Walker Brothers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Alison Limerick,
Henry Cow,
Fela Kuti,
Scrapy,
John Foxx,
Bad Manners,
Newcleus,
Ten City,
Black Moon,
Soft Cell,
The Gap Band,
Grauzone,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Residents,
Organ,
Ludus,
Laurel Aitken,
The Selecter,
the Germs,
These Immortal Souls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bauhaus,
Japan,
Bobby Byrd,
Aaron Thompson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Animal Collective,
Donald Byrd,
Bang On A Can,
Oneida,
Chris Corsano,
Peter and Kerry,
Scott Walker,
Pylon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fuzztones,
Yaz,
Ronnie Foster,
Skarface,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jacques Brel,
Tom Boy,
Brothers Johnson,
Ice-T,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
In Retrospect,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.