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 Estonia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare 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 Scion to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator 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 oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Television Personalities,
In Retrospect,
Frankie Knuckles,
Maurizio,
EPMD,
Joyce Sims,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Association,
Crooked Eye,
Public Enemy,
Terry Callier,
Steve Hackett,
Average White Band,
Circle Jerks,
Sound Behaviour,
Carl Craig,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hashim,
Arcadia,
Guru Guru,
Marvin Gaye,
Delta 5,
Barbara Tucker,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lower 48,
The Count Five,
Royal Trux,
Robert Görl,
Ludus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Don Cherry,
Funky Four + One,
Mars,
The Modern Lovers,
Oblivians,
Derrick Morgan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nick Fraelich,
The Gun Club,
Suburban Knight,
The Skatalites,
Unwound,
CMW,
Surgeon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Moon,
Symarip,
Rufus Thomas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sonny Sharrock,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Matthew Bourne,
Minutemen,
MC5,
10cc,
The Selecter,
Aswad,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.