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 Belgium and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Essential Logic to the dance 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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
The Happenings,
Ken Boothe,
Slave,
Isaac Hayes,
Nirvana,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Shuggie Otis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wally Richardson,
The Real Kids,
Circle Jerks,
The Smiths,
Public Image Ltd.,
Amon Düül,
Eric Dolphy,
Babytalk,
Lalo Schifrin,
Barbara Tucker,
Dawn Penn,
Dual Sessions,
Arthur Verocai,
Cybotron,
June Days,
Alphaville,
The Cure,
Liliput,
Ohio Players,
FM Einheit,
Brass Construction,
Eddi Front,
The Dirtbombs,
Derrick Morgan,
Yaz,
Minutemen,
MDC,
Sonny Sharrock,
Patti Smith,
John Coltrane,
Rites of Spring,
The Selecter,
Sam Rivers,
The Shadows of Knight,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Maleditus Sound,
The Move,
Sun City Girls,
Panda Bear,
Ice-T,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Flag,
Warren Ellis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brick,
Q and Not U,
Bad Manners,
Nas,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Bar-Kays,
Steve Hackett,
Arab on Radar,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.