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 Uganda and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 New York Dolls to the techno 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Kinks,
FM Einheit,
Swell Maps,
Charles Mingus,
The Smoke,
Derrick Morgan,
the Sonics,
China Crisis,
Lakeside,
Adolescents,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Josef K,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Goldenarms,
the Germs,
Visage,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Pop Group,
cv313,
Bootsy Collins,
Hardrive,
Grey Daturas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Amon Düül II,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Thompson Twins,
These Immortal Souls,
Scrapy,
Simply Red,
Shuggie Otis,
The Count Five,
Pantaleimon,
Aswad,
Inner City,
Flipper,
The Leaves,
Blake Baxter,
Todd Rundgren,
Danielle Patucci,
Section 25,
Kas Product,
MDC,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mr. Review,
Wasted Youth,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Slackers,
The Techniques,
Cameo,
Crash Course in Science,
Tears for Fears,
Livin' Joy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Alison Limerick,
The Remains,
Make Up,
Maurizio,
Kool Moe Dee,
Flash Fearless,
CMW,
Joey Negro,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.