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 Finland and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord 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 Mighty Diamonds to the punk 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Howard Jones,
JFA,
Japan,
The Grass Roots,
Eden Ahbez,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Dual Sessions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Country Teasers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ken Boothe,
Oblivians,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Slackers,
Aswad,
Gerry Rafferty,
Alison Limerick,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nils Olav,
Animal Collective,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ituana,
Lightning Bolt,
Delta 5,
The Black Dice,
The Techniques,
Warren Ellis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Knickerbockers,
The Move,
Scratch Acid,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pierre Henry,
One Last Wish,
Black Flag,
Spoonie Gee,
Arcadia,
Ice-T,
Boz Scaggs,
Kurtis Blow,
Los Fastidios,
Tom Boy,
Barbara Tucker,
Pylon,
Interpol,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kool Moe Dee,
The American Breed,
the Soft Cell,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tres Demented,
Thompson Twins,
Talk Talk,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aural Exciters,
New York Dolls,
The Fugs,
PIL,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.