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 Austria and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Television to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Unrelated Segments,
Yazoo,
Altered Images,
Avey Tare,
The Kinks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Amazonics,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Terry Callier,
the Human League,
Sun City Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Talk Talk,
F. McDonald,
Deadbeat,
Andrew Hill,
Sex Pistols,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Buzzcocks,
Althea and Donna,
Flipper,
Boredoms,
Erykah Badu,
Bob Dylan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pierre Henry,
The Sonics,
The New Christs,
Jacob Miller,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Leaves,
Shuggie Otis,
Pagans,
Essential Logic,
the Soft Cell,
The Birthday Party,
New Order,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Seeds,
The Last Poets,
Crash Course in Science,
Gerry Rafferty,
June Days,
The Standells,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jawbox,
The Divine Comedy,
Rod Modell,
Los Fastidios,
The Residents,
The Motions,
Blossom Toes,
Section 25,
Graham Central Station,
Qualms,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dave Gahan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.