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 Iran and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 chamberlin 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 Colin Newman to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
a-ha,
The Techniques,
Lou Christie,
Kool Moe Dee,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rufus Thomas,
Saccharine Trust,
Aswad,
Kevin Saunderson,
Warren Ellis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Motorama,
Quadrant,
Alison Limerick,
X-101,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Moleskins,
Slick Rick,
Marc Almond,
Skaos,
Pantaleimon,
Sister Nancy,
Youth Brigade,
Unrelated Segments,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Invisible,
Terrestrial Tones,
Masters at Work,
Dave Gahan,
Eric Dolphy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fatback Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Harry Pussy,
Rod Modell,
Yellowson,
The Slits,
Von Mondo,
Arthur Verocai,
UT,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Slits,
Stereo Dub,
Silicon Teens,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Zeros,
Cymande,
Monks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiopuhelimet,
Audionom,
Spoonie Gee,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mad Mike,
Nirvana,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.