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 Kazakhstan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Rosa Yemen to the punk 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fad Gadget,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camberwell Now,
Easy Going,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Buckinghams,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chrome,
Accadde A,
The Names,
Kool Moe Dee,
Stockholm Monsters,
D'Angelo,
Monolake,
Ronnie Foster,
X-Ray Spex,
The Seeds,
Boogie Down Productions,
Angry Samoans,
the Slits,
Make Up,
Soul II Soul,
Dorothy Ashby,
Radiohead,
Von Mondo,
Infiniti,
Cluster,
The Fire Engines,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nils Olav,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scion,
Neu!,
Iggy Pop,
Motorama,
In Retrospect,
Neil Young,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Second Layer,
Roger Hodgson,
Sarah Menescal,
Flipper,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Byron Stingily,
Lalann,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Gories,
Kayak,
Danielle Patucci,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pere Ubu,
New Age Steppers,
Boredoms,
The Toasters,
Kas Product,
Sixth Finger,
Delta 5,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.