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 Morocco and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scientists to the techno 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Television Personalities,
Harpers Bizarre,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jandek,
Fear,
Bobby Byrd,
Mo-Dettes,
The Seeds,
D'Angelo,
The Happenings,
OOIOO,
Quantec,
H. Thieme,
Amon Düül,
Boz Scaggs,
The Evens,
Sight & Sound,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Martian,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roxette,
Goldenarms,
Deadbeat,
Derrick Morgan,
Neil Young,
Curtis Mayfield,
Susan Cadogan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fall,
Blake Baxter,
Andrew Hill,
Lucky Dragons,
Liliput,
Cybotron,
T.S.O.L.,
Chris & Cosey,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bauhaus,
The Fire Engines,
The Durutti Column,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
World's Most,
Livin' Joy,
Radiohead,
Amazonics,
Outsiders,
Angry Samoans,
The Move,
Mars,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Remains,
The Vogues,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Zeros,
L. Decosne,
Unrelated Segments,
Flipper,
Barrington Levy,
Talk Talk,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.