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 Dominica and from Mexico City.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 EPMD to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Schoolly D,
Parry Music,
Pierre Henry,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Symarip,
Darondo,
Minny Pops,
Warren Ellis,
Alison Limerick,
The Real Kids,
UT,
the Bar-Kays,
Sixth Finger,
Faraquet,
Radio Birdman,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Victims,
Angry Samoans,
The Techniques,
Mo-Dettes,
Wire,
Archie Shepp,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ten City,
Al Stewart,
One Last Wish,
Simply Red,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Cheater Slicks,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Detroit Cobras,
New Age Steppers,
Graham Central Station,
Hot Snakes,
DJ Style,
Black Pus,
Ituana,
X-102,
Metal Thangz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bluetip,
Silicon Teens,
DJ Sneak,
Robert Wyatt,
kango's stein massive,
Suicide,
MC5,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lower 48,
The Trojans,
Desert Stars,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Subhumans,
Unrelated Segments,
The Modern Lovers,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.