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 Austria and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Drexciya to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Public Enemy,
Von Mondo,
Jacques Brel,
The Divine Comedy,
Crooked Eye,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Smoke,
Mantronix,
Matthew Halsall,
Agitation Free,
Warren Ellis,
the Bar-Kays,
Youth Brigade,
Marmalade,
Goldenarms,
The Trojans,
Chris Corsano,
David Axelrod,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Michelle Simonal,
Nico,
Avey Tare,
Magma,
Ohio Players,
Mandrill,
Funky Four + One,
Ice-T,
Deakin,
Infiniti,
the Association,
Jeff Mills,
The Modern Lovers,
The Blackbyrds,
Glenn Branca,
Urselle,
Darondo,
The Residents,
Arthur Verocai,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eric B and Rakim,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scientists,
Audionom,
Lucky Dragons,
Howard Jones,
The Vogues,
The Cowsills,
New Age Steppers,
Interpol,
Letta Mbulu,
Mr. Review,
Arab on Radar,
Nils Olav,
The Martian,
Monolake,
Slave,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Oblivians,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Fall,
Kas Product,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.