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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Ultra Naté,
Wire,
CMW,
Brand Nubian,
In Retrospect,
K-Klass,
Glambeats Corp.,
Morten Harket,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Man Eating Sloth,
Brick,
Rhythm & Sound,
Au Pairs,
Quadrant,
James White and The Blacks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Adolescents,
Royal Trux,
Liliput,
Joey Negro,
The Wake,
Goldenarms,
The Slackers,
Scott Walker,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kevin Saunderson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Victims,
Unwound,
Traffic Nightmare,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crash Course in Science,
Tim Buckley,
The Blackbyrds,
The Red Krayola,
Suicide,
The Moody Blues,
Michelle Simonal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Motorama,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nas,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Toni Rubio,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Reuben Wilson,
Khruangbin,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Last Poets,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sight & Sound,
Dennis Brown,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
ABBA,
Connie Case,
The Evens,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.