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 Malawi and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar 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 Beau Brummels to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Boz Scaggs,
Iggy Pop,
The Blackbyrds,
OOIOO,
Freddie Wadling,
Quadrant,
Severed Heads,
Jeru the Damaja,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Dirtbombs,
New Age Steppers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soft Machine,
Alison Limerick,
Max Romeo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Tremeloes,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Sheep,
The Angels of Light,
Mo-Dettes,
Ronan,
The Velvet Underground,
Chris Corsano,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fortunes,
The Red Krayola,
Sun City Girls,
The Barracudas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Stooges,
Pantytec,
The Smiths,
Siglo XX,
Pagans,
Peter and Kerry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kerri Chandler,
Silicon Teens,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Althea and Donna,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cymande,
Ponytail,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Das Ding,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Groovy Waters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Porter Ricks,
Q65,
Warsaw,
David McCallum,
Donny Hathaway,
The Moody Blues,
Archie Shepp,
The Fuzztones,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.