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 Guyana and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron 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 Durutti Column to the electroclash 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
D'Angelo,
Bang On A Can,
Joe Smooth,
Nas,
Archie Shepp,
Tomorrow,
Motorama,
Lee Hazlewood,
New Order,
The Blackbyrds,
The New Christs,
Lyres,
The Offenders,
Khruangbin,
Lucky Dragons,
Loose Ends,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joy Division,
The Names,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mad Mike,
Davy DMX,
Kurtis Blow,
Althea and Donna,
Y Pants,
Funky Four + One,
Danielle Patucci,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gang Gang Dance,
10cc,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Sound,
Amon Düül,
Monks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ituana,
Sonny Sharrock,
Thompson Twins,
Grandmaster Flash,
Zero Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mars,
Second Layer,
John Holt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sexual Harrassment,
Isaac Hayes,
Anakelly,
Jeff Mills,
Chris Corsano,
Gong,
The Young Rascals,
Susan Cadogan,
T. Rex,
Yellowson,
Bobby Sherman,
FM Einheit,
Can,
Soft Cell,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.