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 Thailand and from London.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Q65 to the punk 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
The Monks,
Oblivians,
Gastr Del Sol,
Massinfluence,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lebanon Hanover,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Bananas,
Buzzcocks,
Icehouse,
Ornette Coleman,
Depeche Mode,
Tropical Tobacco,
kango's stein massive,
Public Enemy,
The Mummies,
Sällskapet,
Matthew Halsall,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joy Division,
E-Dancer,
Junior Murvin,
Radio Birdman,
Dawn Penn,
These Immortal Souls,
Audionom,
Saccharine Trust,
The Music Machine,
Gichy Dan,
Sonic Youth,
Janne Schatter,
K-Klass,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ultra Naté,
Sam Rivers,
Crooked Eye,
Robert Hood,
Angry Samoans,
Erasure,
The Fortunes,
The Names,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Pretty Things,
Lungfish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Con Funk Shun,
Kerri Chandler,
John Holt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gabor Szabo,
Lightning Bolt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Thee Headcoats,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sarah Menescal,
Alphaville,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.