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 United Kingdom and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Maurizio to the techno 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Schoolly D,
Morten Harket,
MC5,
Idris Muhammad,
Quadrant,
Mantronix,
Al Stewart,
Warren Ellis,
Agitation Free,
Crash Course in Science,
AZ,
Jesper Dahlback,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ludus,
Monolake,
Little Man,
Marvin Gaye,
Mr. Review,
The Dirtbombs,
the Germs,
Isaac Hayes,
Q and Not U,
Camouflage,
Minny Pops,
LL Cool J,
Steve Hackett,
The Monochrome Set,
Procol Harum,
The Walker Brothers,
Black Moon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Adolescents,
The Fall,
The Names,
Nirvana,
The Count Five,
Outsiders,
Theoretical Girls,
Arab on Radar,
Negative Approach,
The Busters,
Mars,
Rosa Yemen,
Girls At Our Best!,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Average White Band,
The Gap Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Johnny Clarke,
Joyce Sims,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Velvet Underground,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Circle Jerks,
Junior Murvin,
Minutemen,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bauhaus,
The Fortunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Gichy Dan,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.