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 Burundi and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Max Romeo to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Underground Resistance,
Fela Kuti,
Henry Cow,
Shuggie Otis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Five Americans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ossler,
X-101,
Kerri Chandler,
Fort Wilson Riot,
James White and The Blacks,
L. Decosne,
Bootsy Collins,
Surgeon,
Dead Boys,
The Fall,
10cc,
ABBA,
The Divine Comedy,
PIL,
Shoche,
The Alarm Clocks,
Black Moon,
T. Rex,
X-102,
Aaron Thompson,
Flash Fearless,
The Raincoats,
The Neon Judgement,
The Angels of Light,
Marmalade,
Lindisfarne,
Skriet,
Dark Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scott Walker,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Soul II Soul,
Symarip,
Suburban Knight,
Kas Product,
The Fortunes,
Rufus Thomas,
Donald Byrd,
Blake Baxter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Barracudas,
Rites of Spring,
Joy Division,
Blossom Toes,
MDC,
Nick Fraelich,
Interpol,
Silicon Teens,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Skarface,
Heaven 17,
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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.