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 Montenegro and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gichy Dan to the disco 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Severed Heads,
The Durutti Column,
The Cowsills,
Television,
OOIOO,
Smog,
the Association,
a-ha,
Essential Logic,
The Move,
Lou Reed,
X-102,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Zapp,
Aloha Tigers,
Blossom Toes,
Minutemen,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Blake Baxter,
Surgeon,
Cal Tjader,
Mantronix,
Heaven 17,
Minny Pops,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jandek,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tubeway Army,
Eric Dolphy,
One Last Wish,
The Young Rascals,
T.S.O.L.,
Amazonics,
Reagan Youth,
Joy Division,
The Mojo Men,
Faraquet,
Tommy Roe,
Scrapy,
Iggy Pop,
This Heat,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crash Course in Science,
MC5,
Hashim,
Pere Ubu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mad Mike,
James White and The Blacks,
Barry Ungar,
Gabor Szabo,
Trumans Water,
Marshall Jefferson,
Deadbeat,
Flamin' Groovies,
Robert Görl,
Dave Gahan,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.