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 Slovakia and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Names to the electroclash 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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Near record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Public Enemy,
Absolute Body Control,
the Germs,
Joe Smooth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Arthur Verocai,
OOIOO,
The Move,
Metal Thangz,
Angry Samoans,
Unwound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Easy Going,
Deakin,
Fluxion,
Qualms,
Oneida,
Hasil Adkins,
Sun City Girls,
Lakeside,
Sight & Sound,
Desert Stars,
Al Stewart,
Gang Green,
the Bar-Kays,
Grandmaster Flash,
Public Image Ltd.,
Monks,
The Zeros,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ornette Coleman,
Skriet,
CMW,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Danielle Patucci,
Gastr Del Sol,
Zero Boys,
F. McDonald,
T. Rex,
June Days,
The Moleskins,
Drexciya,
Ossler,
The Gladiators,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joy Division,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tomorrow,
Lyres,
The Trojans,
China Crisis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Terry Callier,
The Music Machine,
Lalann,
Kevin Saunderson,
Donny Hathaway,
K-Klass,
Connie Case,
Boz Scaggs,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.