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 Greece and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Lou Reed & John Cale 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ludus,
Fad Gadget,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ossler,
Sight & Sound,
the Normal,
Siglo XX,
UT,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
JFA,
New Age Steppers,
Rapeman,
Brothers Johnson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sex Pistols,
Main Source,
Desert Stars,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gabor Szabo,
The Angels of Light,
Aaron Thompson,
Minor Threat,
The J.B.'s,
Sonic Youth,
Glambeats Corp.,
Amon Düül II,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Quando Quango,
Warsaw,
Babytalk,
the Sonics,
OOIOO,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swans,
Bauhaus,
Silicon Teens,
Barrington Levy,
Zapp,
Eurythmics,
Yaz,
The Techniques,
Sarah Menescal,
Banda Bassotti,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fugazi,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Deadbeat,
Soft Machine,
R.M.O.,
Bang On A Can,
Cameo,
Toni Rubio,
The Five Americans,
Cybotron,
Terry Callier,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Stetsasonic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ultravox,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.