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 Singapore and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Sister Nancy to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Zero Boys,
Eve St. Jones,
Jandek,
Patti Smith,
The Music Machine,
The Buckinghams,
The Toasters,
DJ Sneak,
Cal Tjader,
Jawbox,
Bang On A Can,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
10cc,
Model 500,
Depeche Mode,
Chris & Cosey,
kango's stein massive,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Josef K,
Al Stewart,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scion,
Barclay James Harvest,
Television,
cv313,
Neil Young,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang Starr,
The Fall,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Suicide,
Buzzcocks,
Joensuu 1685,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Urselle,
Quadrant,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Knickerbockers,
Dawn Penn,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Lydon,
The Techniques,
The Red Krayola,
Howard Jones,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bad Manners,
Hasil Adkins,
Moebius,
La Düsseldorf,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Roger Hodgson,
Bill Near,
Minor Threat,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.