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 Antigua and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Grey Daturas,
Moebius,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ten City,
The Cowsills,
Stereo Dub,
Main Source,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bauhaus,
Ice-T,
The Slackers,
Panda Bear,
Davy DMX,
Girls At Our Best!,
David Axelrod,
Pantaleimon,
the Swans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bang On A Can,
Swell Maps,
Tim Buckley,
New York Dolls,
Lalann,
Scion,
Nik Kershaw,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Electric Prunes,
The Toasters,
Heaven 17,
Oblivians,
Joensuu 1685,
Sällskapet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lower 48,
Average White Band,
Gichy Dan,
New Order,
Slave,
Rufus Thomas,
Glenn Branca,
Marvin Gaye,
The Victims,
The Gladiators,
The Fall,
Vladislav Delay,
The Techniques,
Terry Callier,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Todd Rundgren,
Kenny Larkin,
The United States of America,
The Stooges,
Chris Corsano,
The Motions,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Grass Roots,
Eden Ahbez,
Motorama,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jacques Brel,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.