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 Kiribati and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Electric Prunes to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
The Dead C,
Marshall Jefferson,
Malaria!,
Barry Ungar,
the Germs,
Tommy Roe,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Barracudas,
The Count Five,
Gerry Rafferty,
Clear Light,
Juan Atkins,
Cameo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Selecter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Christie,
Alice Coltrane,
The Fall,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soulsonic Force,
Monolake,
Kerri Chandler,
Au Pairs,
Organ,
Television Personalities,
Mark Hollis,
Oblivians,
David McCallum,
Kas Product,
Negative Approach,
The Vogues,
Minny Pops,
Flamin' Groovies,
Chrome,
Ultravox,
Quantec,
This Heat,
Pantytec,
Franke,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marmalade,
June Days,
Ossler,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joensuu 1685,
Khruangbin,
CMW,
The Monochrome Set,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David Axelrod,
Sun City Girls,
Rekid,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sällskapet,
The Standells,
Suicide,
Laurel Aitken,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.