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 Lebanon and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Second Layer to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Circle Jerks,
Sonic Youth,
Stiv Bators,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Junior Murvin,
Masters at Work,
Lee Hazlewood,
Animal Collective,
The Divine Comedy,
Dennis Brown,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Names,
Second Layer,
Lou Reed,
CMW,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cymande,
Kaleidoscope,
Traffic Nightmare,
Blancmange,
Smog,
Grauzone,
Eve St. Jones,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Erykah Badu,
Youth Brigade,
Wire,
Tommy Roe,
Ronnie Foster,
Sun Ra,
Alison Limerick,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Evens,
Clear Light,
AZ,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Hood,
Swell Maps,
Ohio Players,
Donny Hathaway,
Judy Mowatt,
Absolute Body Control,
Ten City,
Goldenarms,
Crispy Ambulance,
Graham Central Station,
The Angels of Light,
Icehouse,
a-ha,
Sonny Sharrock,
Banda Bassotti,
The Golliwogs,
Liliput,
The Red Krayola,
Laurel Aitken,
LL Cool J,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
John Holt,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.