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 Belarus and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Franke,
Susan Cadogan,
John Holt,
Los Fastidios,
PIL,
The Offenders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Q and Not U,
Symarip,
Eden Ahbez,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Fortunes,
Qualms,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tomorrow,
The Slackers,
Quadrant,
Rapeman,
New Age Steppers,
Thee Headcoats,
A Certain Ratio,
The Walker Brothers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Residents,
The Slits,
Steve Hackett,
David McCallum,
Ken Boothe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Count Five,
Jacques Brel,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sparks,
Eric Copeland,
Blake Baxter,
Stetsasonic,
Scan 7,
Crooked Eye,
The Durutti Column,
Amon Düül,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Sonics,
Altered Images,
The American Breed,
Circle Jerks,
Gang Green,
Tears for Fears,
The Doobie Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Subhumans,
Ponytail,
Average White Band,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.