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 Andorra and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 The Busters to the rap 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Unwound,
Mary Jane Girls,
Magazine,
The Mummies,
Rufus Thomas,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ituana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Patti Smith,
The Smoke,
The Kinks,
Archie Shepp,
Rotary Connection,
Interpol,
Judy Mowatt,
Television Personalities,
Quantec,
Man Parrish,
Stereo Dub,
Jacques Brel,
Bill Near,
The Moody Blues,
Basic Channel,
Prince Buster,
The Sonics,
Minor Threat,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Warren Ellis,
Duran Duran,
DJ Sneak,
The Gladiators,
Grauzone,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultravox,
The Slackers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sex Pistols,
Skriet,
Lucky Dragons,
Whodini,
Black Moon,
Moss Icon,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fire Engines,
Loose Ends,
Joy Division,
Bobby Womack,
Organ,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deakin,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pierre Henry,
Alice Coltrane,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Pretty Things,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Robert Hood,
Ludus,
Roxette,
D'Angelo,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.