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 Mauritania and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Index to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Moebius,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Derrick May,
Black Flag,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sound Behaviour,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joensuu 1685,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Funkadelic,
Blossom Toes,
Rod Modell,
Buzzcocks,
Anthony Braxton,
Ice-T,
Flamin' Groovies,
Freddie Wadling,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sparks,
Amon Düül II,
Kurtis Blow,
Niagra,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Martian,
The Dead C,
Deakin,
Trumans Water,
UT,
Popol Vuh,
Eddi Front,
Minor Threat,
Gang of Four,
The Saints,
Pagans,
Mo-Dettes,
Malaria!,
Minutemen,
Model 500,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Masters at Work,
Sun City Girls,
Skarface,
Symarip,
The Associates,
MC5,
Qualms,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fatback Band,
Joe Finger,
David McCallum,
Cameo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Crooked Eye,
Chris & Cosey,
The Busters,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.