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 Pakistan and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Jesper Dahlback,
Q and Not U,
Joy Division,
Arthur Verocai,
Mary Jane Girls,
John Coltrane,
Carl Craig,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Flag,
Fela Kuti,
Derrick May,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ten City,
Scientists,
The Fire Engines,
Faraquet,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang Gang Dance,
Warren Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bill Wells,
Charles Mingus,
Neu!,
Glambeats Corp.,
Zero Boys,
the Slits,
Pole,
China Crisis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
David McCallum,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Shoche,
The Fuzztones,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Agitation Free,
Toni Rubio,
Swans,
Con Funk Shun,
Nick Fraelich,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gabor Szabo,
Outsiders,
Nico,
Little Man,
Joe Finger,
FM Einheit,
Bauhaus,
Erasure,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Barbara Tucker,
Massinfluence,
Oblivians,
These Immortal Souls,
Barry Ungar,
Minor Threat,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Smiths,
the Germs,
The Slackers,
Nirvana,
The Index,
Maleditus Sound,
The Raincoats,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.