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 Grenada and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 T.S.O.L. to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Boz Scaggs,
Liliput,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Junior Murvin,
Boogie Down Productions,
48th St. Collective,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Young Rascals,
Robert Wyatt,
Sonic Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rekid,
R.M.O.,
Eden Ahbez,
Country Teasers,
Panda Bear,
Todd Rundgren,
Erykah Badu,
Faraquet,
The Monochrome Set,
Thee Headcoats,
The Raincoats,
Laurel Aitken,
Archie Shepp,
Tommy Roe,
Deakin,
Ludus,
Fluxion,
Man Parrish,
Blake Baxter,
The Beau Brummels,
MDC,
John Cale,
Agitation Free,
Parry Music,
Mo-Dettes,
Yaz,
OOIOO,
Barry Ungar,
Animal Collective,
Jeff Lynne,
The Count Five,
Babytalk,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flipper,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ossler,
T. Rex,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Maleditus Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Glenn Branca,
Chris Corsano,
Kurtis Blow,
The Toasters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.