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 Botswana and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the funk 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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
The Smiths,
Loose Ends,
Dual Sessions,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Skatalites,
Cecil Taylor,
Bizarre Inc.,
Glenn Branca,
Marc Almond,
D'Angelo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Skaos,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Talk Talk,
Scott Walker,
Easy Going,
Harpers Bizarre,
Animal Collective,
Scientists,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ice-T,
The Associates,
Youth Brigade,
Unrelated Segments,
The Stooges,
Alison Limerick,
Procol Harum,
The Young Rascals,
Nico,
The Grass Roots,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Arcadia,
Electric Prunes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Audionom,
U.S. Maple,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Half Japanese,
The Durutti Column,
Bill Wells,
Cybotron,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Liliput,
Ultravox,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kenny Larkin,
The Sound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Aural Exciters,
R.M.O.,
New Age Steppers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pulsallama,
Young Marble Giants,
Television Personalities,
Yazoo,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.