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 Finland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ 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 Mary Jane Girls 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Al Stewart,
Bill Wells,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rufus Thomas,
Smog,
Marc Almond,
the Bar-Kays,
Model 500,
Mars,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Leaves,
Deakin,
Warren Ellis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Electric Prunes,
ABC,
R.M.O.,
Howard Jones,
Lalann,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jacques Brel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Busters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Skriet,
Icehouse,
The New Christs,
Ken Boothe,
Arab on Radar,
Bobby Womack,
Arcadia,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lower 48,
Jesper Dahlback,
Animal Collective,
The Raincoats,
The Litter,
The Count Five,
Lyres,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Moon,
Scion,
New York Dolls,
Television,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Janne Schatter,
John Lydon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soulsonic Force,
Matthew Halsall,
Babytalk,
Byron Stingily,
Echospace,
Marine Girls,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.