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 Syria and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Cowsills 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pulsallama,
New Age Steppers,
Ice-T,
Ultravox,
X-102,
Man Parrish,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Doors,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Blackbyrds,
Kenny Larkin,
Jandek,
Lungfish,
Maurizio,
Stiv Bators,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wings,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sight & Sound,
Carl Craig,
Bauhaus,
Black Sheep,
Robert Görl,
Gang Green,
Jerry's Kids,
Dennis Brown,
Section 25,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Erykah Badu,
The American Breed,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crime,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eve St. Jones,
Shoche,
Porter Ricks,
June of 44,
Kas Product,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fela Kuti,
The Pretty Things,
Skaos,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bill Wells,
Basic Channel,
Easy Going,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dave Gahan,
Thompson Twins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Babytalk,
Tommy Roe,
Q65,
Adolescents,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rites of Spring,
the Germs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.