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 Italy and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Derrick Morgan to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sparks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The United States of America,
Surgeon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
CMW,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Swans,
Sonic Youth,
MC5,
Rosa Yemen,
Black Moon,
Index,
Lee Hazlewood,
Skaos,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mandrill,
Monks,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Residents,
Kerri Chandler,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rekid,
The Modern Lovers,
Qualms,
Rod Modell,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Görl,
Monolake,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mr. Review,
ABBA,
The Fall,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joe Smooth,
Steve Hackett,
Pierre Henry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dark Day,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Reed,
Trumans Water,
Kenny Larkin,
Sandy B,
Ornette Coleman,
UT,
Wire,
Altered Images,
The Fire Engines,
The Count Five,
New York Dolls,
Fad Gadget,
John Cale,
Silicon Teens,
Thompson Twins,
Gang of Four,
Ossler,
Bronski Beat,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.