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 Peru and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lyon.
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 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 Shoche to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Bronski Beat,
Con Funk Shun,
Gichy Dan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Television,
Scott Walker,
Bizarre Inc.,
Average White Band,
ABBA,
Bob Dylan,
Suicide,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gun Club,
Minutemen,
Ultimate Spinach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Toni Rubio,
Ornette Coleman,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Beau Brummels,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Au Pairs,
the Bar-Kays,
Porter Ricks,
Rekid,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fire Engines,
Neu!,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dual Sessions,
Jawbox,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eric Copeland,
Ten City,
Soul II Soul,
Thompson Twins,
Pagans,
Tres Demented,
Rites of Spring,
Letta Mbulu,
10cc,
Q65,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
The Electric Prunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Organ,
Brass Construction,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bush Tetras,
H. Thieme,
Black Bananas,
Lucky Dragons,
The Motions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Q and Not U,
Severed Heads,
Sam Rivers,
Aural Exciters,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.