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 Estonia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gong to the rock 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Hashim,
Y Pants,
New Age Steppers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Urselle,
Porter Ricks,
Monks,
DJ Style,
June of 44,
Cymande,
MDC,
Throbbing Gristle,
FM Einheit,
Funkadelic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Moebius,
The Mojo Men,
Blancmange,
Susan Cadogan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Malaria!,
The Pretty Things,
The Human League,
Marvin Gaye,
Talk Talk,
The Flesh Eaters,
cv313,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lebanon Hanover,
Todd Rundgren,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Wasted Youth,
Lower 48,
Max Romeo,
The Slackers,
Pylon,
Michelle Simonal,
Crime,
Bizarre Inc.,
Letta Mbulu,
June Days,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jerry's Kids,
The Cramps,
Index,
Hoover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Outsiders,
Drive Like Jehu,
Alison Limerick,
Basic Channel,
The Busters,
Chrome,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scan 7,
The Count Five,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Toasters,
Althea and Donna,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.