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 Brunei and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 chamberlin 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 Frankie Knuckles to the electroclash 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
the Normal,
Sparks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Toasters,
Skaos,
U.S. Maple,
48th St. Collective,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed,
The Golliwogs,
the Bar-Kays,
Gil Scott Heron,
Japan,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Dirtbombs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
CMW,
The Alarm Clocks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brothers Johnson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Newcleus,
Scrapy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Count Five,
Andrew Hill,
Jawbox,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Raincoats,
Avey Tare,
T. Rex,
Roy Ayers,
Archie Shepp,
Vainqueur,
Kerri Chandler,
Fat Boys,
Von Mondo,
New York Dolls,
The Velvet Underground,
Terrestrial Tones,
Althea and Donna,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jimmy McGriff,
Michelle Simonal,
Patti Smith,
8 Eyed Spy,
Chris & Cosey,
Cecil Taylor,
Sonic Youth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tears for Fears,
Nation of Ulysses,
Alton Ellis,
Quando Quango,
Sixth Finger,
The Slits,
Dave Gahan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
AZ,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.