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 India and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Can to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail 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?
Infiniti,
Ludus,
Television,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobby Byrd,
In Retrospect,
Dark Day,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Trumans Water,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Mojo Men,
Joensuu 1685,
This Heat,
John Cale,
Silicon Teens,
The Golliwogs,
cv313,
kango's stein massive,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Throbbing Gristle,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Robert Görl,
Jeff Lynne,
Zapp,
Nik Kershaw,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Maurizio,
Lindisfarne,
The Monks,
Peter and Kerry,
The Litter,
Crooked Eye,
DJ Style,
Nico,
Excepter,
The Standells,
Michelle Simonal,
Robert Wyatt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Leaves,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Zero Boys,
The Mummies,
Todd Terry,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bob Dylan,
David Axelrod,
Mantronix,
AZ,
The Slits,
Magma,
The Barracudas,
The Smoke,
Ponytail,
Deadbeat,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.