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 Equatorial Guinea and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Pierre Henry to the rock 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fort Wilson Riot record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Sonic Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eurythmics,
Ponytail,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Circle Jerks,
Neu!,
Fluxion,
Spoonie Gee,
Technova,
The Motions,
U.S. Maple,
Section 25,
Wasted Youth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
June of 44,
Hashim,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pere Ubu,
Agitation Free,
Graham Central Station,
Main Source,
Bill Near,
Saccharine Trust,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bobby Byrd,
New York Dolls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Thompson Twins,
Iggy Pop,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Last Poets,
the Normal,
The Happenings,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lou Christie,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Television Personalities,
Rosa Yemen,
Fad Gadget,
Deepchord,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gichy Dan,
Jandek,
L. Decosne,
Peter & Gordon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Quadrant,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Morten Harket,
The Pop Group,
Organ,
The Stooges,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Smoke,
Intrusion,
Eve St. Jones,
Faust,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.