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 Tonga and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Glenn Branca to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
John Lydon,
John Coltrane,
The Cowsills,
Lou Reed,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jawbox,
Technova,
Swans,
The Golliwogs,
Depeche Mode,
Soul II Soul,
Bush Tetras,
Todd Terry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Blossom Toes,
The Beau Brummels,
Aaron Thompson,
Colin Newman,
Judy Mowatt,
Roger Hodgson,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Litter,
Infiniti,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Dave Clark Five,
Qualms,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
John Foxx,
10cc,
Radiohead,
The J.B.'s,
Sixth Finger,
FM Einheit,
R.M.O.,
Index,
Surgeon,
Morten Harket,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Suburban Knight,
Subhumans,
Prince Buster,
Althea and Donna,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Angry Samoans,
Organ,
Public Enemy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mantronix,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
James White and The Blacks,
Tears for Fears,
the Soft Cell,
Amon Düül II,
The Searchers,
The Red Krayola,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Anakelly,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.