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 Palau and from Copenhagen.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 linndrum 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 Ludus to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Liliput,
Surgeon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Visage,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Count Five,
Ice-T,
Henry Cow,
Excepter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
cv313,
Newcleus,
Black Bananas,
Roger Hodgson,
The Human League,
Frankie Knuckles,
Junior Murvin,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pantaleimon,
Section 25,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pantytec,
Brick,
Goldenarms,
Gichy Dan,
PIL,
The Fugs,
Siglo XX,
Cymande,
Q and Not U,
Scan 7,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Doobie Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gastr Del Sol,
X-101,
Subhumans,
Accadde A,
Saccharine Trust,
The Associates,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Wire,
Mars,
Wasted Youth,
Urselle,
Kayak,
The Slackers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Oneida,
Sex Pistols,
Quando Quango,
Royal Trux,
Aaron Thompson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fad Gadget,
Warsaw,
Young Marble Giants,
Scientists,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.