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 Uruguay and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 clarinet 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 The Trojans to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls 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?
The Barracudas,
Freddie Wadling,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Groovy Waters,
Robert Görl,
Quadrant,
Fatback Band,
Au Pairs,
Warsaw,
Boogie Down Productions,
Von Mondo,
Peter and Kerry,
Hasil Adkins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crooked Eye,
David Bowie,
Blake Baxter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Leonard Cohen,
Lakeside,
Anakelly,
Black Flag,
Juan Atkins,
The Wake,
Cheater Slicks,
the Germs,
Bush Tetras,
Pylon,
Minor Threat,
Mandrill,
8 Eyed Spy,
Prince Buster,
The Kinks,
Eli Mardock,
The Neon Judgement,
Cybotron,
Absolute Body Control,
Parry Music,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nick Fraelich,
James White and The Blacks,
Brass Construction,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Misunderstood,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Underground Resistance,
Pulsallama,
Eric Copeland,
Icehouse,
The Dirtbombs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
R.M.O.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Victims,
John Foxx,
Sound Behaviour,
Theoretical Girls,
Wasted Youth,
Hot Snakes,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.