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 Bolivia and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
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 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 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 Pierre Henry to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Glenn Branca,
The Blues Magoos,
Wasted Youth,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Real Kids,
Groovy Waters,
Leonard Cohen,
Public Enemy,
Gang Green,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Goldenarms,
Easy Going,
Japan,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Moody Blues,
Stereo Dub,
Tim Buckley,
Angry Samoans,
The Five Americans,
Minny Pops,
Adolescents,
Motorama,
The Grass Roots,
Soft Machine,
Accadde A,
Kurtis Blow,
JFA,
The Techniques,
Unrelated Segments,
Make Up,
David Axelrod,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Selecter,
Agent Orange,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Derrick May,
Idris Muhammad,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tom Boy,
Soft Cell,
Eric Copeland,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Patti Smith,
Altered Images,
Peter and Kerry,
Skriet,
Au Pairs,
Hardrive,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
F. McDonald,
The Doors,
Organ,
Throbbing Gristle,
June of 44,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Graham Central Station,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.