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 Guyana and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar 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 Main Source to the crunk 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
The Cure,
The Busters,
Underground Resistance,
Frankie Knuckles,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Sonics,
Mary Jane Girls,
Icehouse,
Second Layer,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Arcadia,
Eurythmics,
Oblivians,
Gabor Szabo,
Cymande,
X-101,
Goldenarms,
Gang Gang Dance,
Popol Vuh,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Smooth,
The Vogues,
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lindisfarne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Delon & Dalcan,
Johnny Clarke,
Lungfish,
Kerri Chandler,
Qualms,
Danielle Patucci,
Lightning Bolt,
Morten Harket,
the Human League,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Average White Band,
Eli Mardock,
Moss Icon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lou Christie,
Sister Nancy,
The Moody Blues,
The Durutti Column,
Sunsets and Hearts,
kango's stein massive,
Sound Behaviour,
CMW,
L. Decosne,
Letta Mbulu,
Masters at Work,
Das Ding,
Mars,
D'Angelo,
The Victims,
The Birthday Party,
Altered Images,
Gang of Four,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.