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 Norway and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Depeche Mode to the grime 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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Neil Young,
the Bar-Kays,
Organ,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cybotron,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Public Image Ltd.,
Todd Rundgren,
Silicon Teens,
Aural Exciters,
Bizarre Inc.,
A Certain Ratio,
Fad Gadget,
The Cramps,
Infiniti,
Niagra,
Peter and Kerry,
Whodini,
Cymande,
Sixth Finger,
Von Mondo,
Hot Snakes,
Junior Murvin,
Procol Harum,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Music Machine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Amon Düül II,
The Golliwogs,
Masters at Work,
UT,
Scratch Acid,
Animal Collective,
Grandmaster Flash,
Anakelly,
Donny Hathaway,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Massinfluence,
Erykah Badu,
Josef K,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thompson Twins,
Swell Maps,
Echospace,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minnie Riperton,
John Foxx,
Maurizio,
Guru Guru,
Charles Mingus,
Marine Girls,
The Leaves,
Make Up,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radiohead,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
MC5,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.