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 Liechtenstein and from Tehran.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin 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 Joe Finger to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Isaac Hayes,
China Crisis,
Accadde A,
ABBA,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joensuu 1685,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Barry Ungar,
Wire,
Radiopuhelimet,
Television Personalities,
Lungfish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Brass Construction,
Dennis Brown,
Susan Cadogan,
EPMD,
The Divine Comedy,
The Last Poets,
The Offenders,
The Gladiators,
Brick,
X-101,
The Slackers,
Zapp,
Eden Ahbez,
Audionom,
Pantaleimon,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Sherman,
10cc,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Mojo Men,
Aural Exciters,
Hot Snakes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
In Retrospect,
JFA,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Bananas,
Make Up,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Christie,
New Order,
Severed Heads,
Mantronix,
Oblivians,
Scratch Acid,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The J.B.'s,
Neil Young,
Flash Fearless,
Arab on Radar,
Scott Walker,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.