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 Greece and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ 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 Arthur Verocai to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fuzztones,
Mandrill,
Q65,
James White and The Blacks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
CMW,
Buzzcocks,
Derrick May,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lyres,
Clear Light,
The Seeds,
The Techniques,
Bobby Byrd,
Eden Ahbez,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Delon & Dalcan,
JFA,
Nils Olav,
Delta 5,
Jandek,
Suburban Knight,
The Buckinghams,
LL Cool J,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Infiniti,
Angry Samoans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Mojo Men,
Carl Craig,
Barrington Levy,
Derrick Morgan,
The Vogues,
John Holt,
Letta Mbulu,
Television Personalities,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fugazi,
Fear,
Joey Negro,
The Monochrome Set,
The Cramps,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Motions,
Crispy Ambulance,
UT,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Toni Rubio,
Dawn Penn,
Jacob Miller,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Stereo Dub,
Chris & Cosey,
Duran Duran,
Fluxion,
The Pop Group,
The Smoke,
48th St. Collective,
The Human League,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.