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 Malawi and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum 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 Jeff Mills to the jazz 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Kayak,
Drive Like Jehu,
Newcleus,
Cluster,
DNA,
John Coltrane,
The Monochrome Set,
Joyce Sims,
L. Decosne,
One Last Wish,
Lucky Dragons,
Barry Ungar,
Godley & Creme,
The Gun Club,
ABC,
Mandrill,
Shoche,
Bad Manners,
Nirvana,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ituana,
Connie Case,
AZ,
The Dead C,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dave Clark Five,
David Axelrod,
Slick Rick,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Young Marble Giants,
Marmalade,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Davy DMX,
Aaron Thompson,
Dawn Penn,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pierre Henry,
CMW,
Aural Exciters,
Zero Boys,
T. Rex,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fluxion,
Can,
Joey Negro,
the Soft Cell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lou Reed,
Moebius,
Howard Jones,
John Lydon,
The Stooges,
Pulsallama,
The Motions,
Ten City,
the Swans,
Saccharine Trust,
Cybotron,
the Slits,
Rekid,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.