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 Syria and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe 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 & Metallica to the grunge 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Marine Girls,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Symarip,
Pussy Galore,
Cal Tjader,
Ponytail,
The Doobie Brothers,
Thompson Twins,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crooked Eye,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
ABBA,
Todd Terry,
48th St. Collective,
Severed Heads,
Crash Course in Science,
China Crisis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Idris Muhammad,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tomorrow,
The Evens,
Stiv Bators,
Talk Talk,
the Germs,
Glenn Branca,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pole,
Robert Wyatt,
Susan Cadogan,
Piero Umiliani,
Lower 48,
Ornette Coleman,
Crime,
Cymande,
The Star Department,
Lungfish,
a-ha,
Eurythmics,
Gichy Dan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Surgeon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lightning Bolt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
CMW,
The Slackers,
Gang Gang Dance,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deadbeat,
Das Ding,
Howard Jones,
The Smoke,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.