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 Burkina and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Amon Düül II to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brand Nubian,
Saccharine Trust,
Au Pairs,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Stooges,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Leonard Cohen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pylon,
Yaz,
Monks,
A Certain Ratio,
Lindisfarne,
James White and The Blacks,
Khruangbin,
Buzzcocks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
June of 44,
Derrick May,
Grandmaster Flash,
Don Cherry,
New Age Steppers,
X-101,
The Red Krayola,
The Star Department,
Neil Young,
Qualms,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ludus,
The Skatalites,
The Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultra Naté,
Bronski Beat,
The Pretty Things,
Rosa Yemen,
The Happenings,
The Dirtbombs,
Yellowson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Franke,
The Wake,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cowsills,
the Fania All-Stars,
Barbara Tucker,
Alton Ellis,
Charles Mingus,
Scan 7,
Scrapy,
Technova,
Mark Hollis,
Symarip,
Heaven 17,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Bananas,
Moss Icon,
Blossom Toes,
Boz Scaggs,
Bad Manners,
Wire,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.