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 Tonga and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro 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 Reuben Wilson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Slick Rick,
The Gladiators,
Fat Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
This Heat,
Kas Product,
The Pretty Things,
Infiniti,
Eric Copeland,
June Days,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Adolescents,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Royal Trux,
The American Breed,
The Trojans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Minnie Riperton,
Organ,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Vogues,
Hasil Adkins,
Mars,
Flash Fearless,
The Cramps,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Kinks,
Ponytail,
The Young Rascals,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neu!,
Con Funk Shun,
DNA,
The New Christs,
Delta 5,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Magazine,
Qualms,
Joe Smooth,
The Music Machine,
Magma,
Interpol,
Drive Like Jehu,
Chrome,
Eurythmics,
Whodini,
Brothers Johnson,
OOIOO,
The Saints,
Sex Pistols,
Glenn Branca,
Derrick May,
Sixth Finger,
Cal Tjader,
Archie Shepp,
The Fuzztones,
Barrington Levy,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.