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 Morocco and from Milan.
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 Toronto and Delhi.
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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Brand Nubian to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boz Scaggs,
The Remains,
Matthew Bourne,
Suicide,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lalann,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Yaz,
Wings,
Monolake,
Urselle,
Cheater Slicks,
Qualms,
Royal Trux,
Pet Shop Boys,
F. McDonald,
Schoolly D,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Moleskins,
Bad Manners,
David Axelrod,
Eden Ahbez,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Reed,
Zapp,
The Names,
Rod Modell,
Country Teasers,
Eric Copeland,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Banda Bassotti,
the Human League,
Absolute Body Control,
Arab on Radar,
The Standells,
Basic Channel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hasil Adkins,
Accadde A,
The Motions,
Fifty Foot Hose,
In Retrospect,
Scott Walker,
Radio Birdman,
Glenn Branca,
Nick Fraelich,
The Golliwogs,
Newcleus,
DJ Style,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Litter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Harry Pussy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Essential Logic,
H. Thieme,
Nico,
Sonic Youth,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.