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 Guinea-Bissau and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb 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 Sällskapet to the electroclash 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
The Techniques,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Buzzcocks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joyce Sims,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Patti Smith,
Oneida,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
New Order,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Suicide,
Aswad,
Gang Gang Dance,
Reuben Wilson,
Graham Central Station,
Fat Boys,
Goldenarms,
Wolf Eyes,
The Invisible,
Erasure,
Electric Prunes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Popol Vuh,
Desert Stars,
Section 25,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Neu!,
Rosa Yemen,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Görl,
The Moleskins,
Ten City,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brick,
The Busters,
Trumans Water,
Robert Wyatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Half Japanese,
The Offenders,
Wire,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spandau Ballet,
Joy Division,
Funky Four + One,
Ohio Players,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mad Mike,
Au Pairs,
Pagans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mary Jane Girls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Minutemen,
Inner City,
David Bowie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.