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 Latvia and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ 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 Man Eating Sloth to the disco 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
MC5,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Flesh Eaters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sugar Minott,
John Foxx,
Supertramp,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Heaven 17,
Cluster,
Joe Smooth,
Rufus Thomas,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Q and Not U,
Nik Kershaw,
The Saints,
Darondo,
Infiniti,
JFA,
Harmonia,
Delta 5,
Porter Ricks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bootsy Collins,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Monks,
kango's stein massive,
the Soft Cell,
Dorothy Ashby,
Maurizio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Drexciya,
Surgeon,
The Buckinghams,
Zapp,
John Cale,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ten City,
Von Mondo,
Jawbox,
Alphaville,
Soul II Soul,
Piero Umiliani,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Sonics,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Last Poets,
Cal Tjader,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
DNA,
Sparks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Man Parrish,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.