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 Zimbabwe and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar 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 Technova to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Amon Düül,
Quantec,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobby Byrd,
Severed Heads,
Suburban Knight,
Babytalk,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deadbeat,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lyres,
Maurizio,
Henry Cow,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pantytec,
Alison Limerick,
Tom Boy,
Minutemen,
Graham Central Station,
Altered Images,
Terrestrial Tones,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pole,
Audionom,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MDC,
Chris Corsano,
Thompson Twins,
The Fuzztones,
Heaven 17,
Terry Callier,
Roger Hodgson,
John Foxx,
Interpol,
Faust,
The Music Machine,
Masters at Work,
Don Cherry,
Barrington Levy,
Eden Ahbez,
The United States of America,
Shuggie Otis,
Neil Young,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rekid,
Bobby Womack,
Suicide,
The Techniques,
Carl Craig,
Kaleidoscope,
Cymande,
Prince Buster,
kango's stein massive,
The Zeros,
Subhumans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joe Finger,
The Count Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.