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 Guinea-Bissau and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum 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 Bootsy Collins to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Swans,
Bad Manners,
8 Eyed Spy,
Flash Fearless,
Lightning Bolt,
Patti Smith,
Loose Ends,
Porter Ricks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Monks,
Marvin Gaye,
Accadde A,
Connie Case,
Chris & Cosey,
Cecil Taylor,
Josef K,
Altered Images,
The Vogues,
Royal Trux,
KRS-One,
The Young Rascals,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bauhaus,
Simply Red,
Charles Mingus,
Nas,
Slick Rick,
Tres Demented,
Crispian St. Peters,
China Crisis,
Spandau Ballet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Depeche Mode,
Rakim,
Arab on Radar,
the Swans,
Darondo,
Morten Harket,
The Slits,
the Fania All-Stars,
New Age Steppers,
Althea and Donna,
Carl Craig,
June Days,
Moebius,
Lou Christie,
The Moleskins,
Infiniti,
Gang Green,
The Stooges,
Maleditus Sound,
Fat Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Susan Cadogan,
Reagan Youth,
Skriet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rotary Connection,
The Shadows of Knight,
Michelle Simonal,
The Slackers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.