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 Suriname and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes 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 the Slits to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon 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?
Anthony Braxton,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Germs,
Radiohead,
Intrusion,
The Residents,
The Durutti Column,
Warren Ellis,
Vainqueur,
Television,
David Bowie,
Warsaw,
The Velvet Underground,
Dawn Penn,
The Trojans,
The Skatalites,
Bill Wells,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Steve Hackett,
The Victims,
Traffic Nightmare,
8 Eyed Spy,
Blake Baxter,
Minor Threat,
Brand Nubian,
June of 44,
Das Ding,
James Chance & The Contortions,
New Order,
The Modern Lovers,
Nils Olav,
The Buckinghams,
Donald Byrd,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Vogues,
Theoretical Girls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gories,
The Stooges,
The Monochrome Set,
Pere Ubu,
Sällskapet,
Audionom,
Outsiders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Smog,
Gichy Dan,
DJ Sneak,
ABC,
Charles Mingus,
The Searchers,
Chris Corsano,
The Pretty Things,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Radiopuhelimet,
T. Rex,
Metal Thangz,
Procol Harum,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Evens,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.