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 Haiti and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Schoolly D to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Harpers Bizarre,
Derrick Morgan,
Radiohead,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Womack,
Agitation Free,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Barbara Tucker,
Quadrant,
DJ Style,
Moss Icon,
Reagan Youth,
John Lydon,
Cal Tjader,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter and Kerry,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dave Gahan,
Chrome,
Nik Kershaw,
Terry Callier,
Soul II Soul,
The Count Five,
E-Dancer,
T.S.O.L.,
Aswad,
KRS-One,
Thompson Twins,
The Slits,
Buzzcocks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
U.S. Maple,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Visage,
The Monochrome Set,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rapeman,
The Searchers,
Con Funk Shun,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Moby Grape,
Bang On A Can,
Organ,
The Names,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soft Cell,
Pylon,
Talk Talk,
Joensuu 1685,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Don Cherry,
Hashim,
Interpol,
New Order,
Isaac Hayes,
Tommy Roe,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.