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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 The Gun Club to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Janne Schatter,
Ponytail,
Marvin Gaye,
Arab on Radar,
Harpers Bizarre,
Derrick May,
UT,
Soft Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Victims,
Crispy Ambulance,
kango's stein massive,
Rites of Spring,
Sällskapet,
Shuggie Otis,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marmalade,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Happenings,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
This Heat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Mojo Men,
Sight & Sound,
Sonic Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sam Rivers,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Gap Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Ice-T,
Blancmange,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Youth Brigade,
Iggy Pop,
Stetsasonic,
Eric Copeland,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DJ Style,
Aswad,
Tom Boy,
B.T. Express,
Scientists,
PIL,
Reagan Youth,
10cc,
Boz Scaggs,
Masters at Work,
Second Layer,
Tomorrow,
H. Thieme,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Q65,
The Electric Prunes,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.