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 Bangladesh and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 linndrum 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 Joey Negro to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
MC5,
Wire,
Fatback Band,
Q and Not U,
Joensuu 1685,
Kas Product,
Lungfish,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Glenn Branca,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Pus,
Cybotron,
Theoretical Girls,
Television,
The Modern Lovers,
Agitation Free,
Sixth Finger,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Funky Four + One,
Audionom,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Althea and Donna,
Sarah Menescal,
The Birthday Party,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jacques Brel,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Walker Brothers,
Supertramp,
Unrelated Segments,
Donny Hathaway,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fat Boys,
CMW,
The Dead C,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aloha Tigers,
Amon Düül,
Eden Ahbez,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jandek,
Connie Case,
Icehouse,
Eurythmics,
Kerri Chandler,
Delta 5,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mo-Dettes,
The Buckinghams,
Youth Brigade,
The Dave Clark Five,
Skriet,
Faust,
Livin' Joy,
R.M.O.,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Green,
Infiniti,
Erykah Badu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Leonard Cohen,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.