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 Tunisia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Gories to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Animal Collective,
Half Japanese,
Hashim,
Deepchord,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alice Coltrane,
Interpol,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Q65,
Agitation Free,
Buzzcocks,
Barbara Tucker,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lightning Bolt,
Bauhaus,
Jandek,
Flash Fearless,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
These Immortal Souls,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fuzztones,
Boredoms,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Crooked Eye,
Sarah Menescal,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Standells,
The J.B.'s,
Minor Threat,
Idris Muhammad,
John Foxx,
Panda Bear,
Altered Images,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Sheep,
Television Personalities,
Ossler,
New Order,
Tears for Fears,
London Community Gospel Choir,
MDC,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Blancmange,
Con Funk Shun,
The Wake,
Swans,
The Electric Prunes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Grauzone,
Angry Samoans,
Howard Jones,
A Certain Ratio,
Anthony Braxton,
Schoolly D,
Amon Düül,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lou Christie,
Davy DMX,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.