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 Poland and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ultimate Spinach to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Pylon,
The Fugs,
The New Christs,
Cybotron,
Eddi Front,
AZ,
Gerry Rafferty,
Skaos,
Scott Walker,
Darondo,
The Slits,
Stetsasonic,
The Gap Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Happenings,
Easy Going,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Patti Smith,
Black Moon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Neil Young,
Supertramp,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quantec,
Janne Schatter,
10cc,
La Düsseldorf,
Dave Gahan,
The Misunderstood,
Second Layer,
Joensuu 1685,
Howard Jones,
Make Up,
Soul II Soul,
Alice Coltrane,
DJ Style,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Agent Orange,
The Remains,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobbi Humphrey,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jerry's Kids,
Icehouse,
June of 44,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
James White and The Blacks,
The Moleskins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lalann,
Procol Harum,
Rotary Connection,
Funkadelic,
Andrew Hill,
Mantronix,
June Days,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.