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 Sri Lanka 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Chris & Cosey to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Funky Four + One,
the Sonics,
Joey Negro,
Eurythmics,
Visage,
Schoolly D,
Josef K,
Hot Snakes,
Young Marble Giants,
Negative Approach,
Adolescents,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Guru Guru,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marine Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
AZ,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bush Tetras,
H. Thieme,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Leaves,
a-ha,
Pagans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Stetsasonic,
Colin Newman,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Don Cherry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Beau Brummels,
Johnny Clarke,
Wally Richardson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
In Retrospect,
Davy DMX,
the Swans,
The New Christs,
Fela Kuti,
The Doors,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Stooges,
Television Personalities,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The American Breed,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ituana,
Iggy Pop,
Subhumans,
Warsaw,
Hashim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Isaac Hayes,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.