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 Kenya and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 LL Cool J to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Parry Music,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yazoo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Outsiders,
Can,
Matthew Bourne,
Grey Daturas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Real Kids,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mojo Men,
Nation of Ulysses,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Danielle Patucci,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kurtis Blow,
The Standells,
Grauzone,
The Stooges,
Flamin' Groovies,
Chrome,
John Holt,
Interpol,
Skriet,
Mary Jane Girls,
New Order,
Reagan Youth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fear,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tubeway Army,
Nick Fraelich,
Yaz,
The Monochrome Set,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Morten Harket,
Niagra,
Slave,
Chris & Cosey,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fuzztones,
Q and Not U,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Blues Magoos,
John Coltrane,
The Names,
The Misunderstood,
U.S. Maple,
Absolute Body Control,
Jawbox,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Maurizio,
Lakeside,
Icehouse,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pantaleimon,
AZ,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.