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 Peru and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 Crash Course in Science to the electroclash 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Deepchord,
Moebius,
Bad Manners,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marine Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Womack,
Faust,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sandy B,
Hot Snakes,
Bush Tetras,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marcia Griffiths,
Moby Grape,
The Invisible,
Wolf Eyes,
Scratch Acid,
Ice-T,
The Fuzztones,
Cecil Taylor,
Dark Day,
Make Up,
Howard Jones,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Chris & Cosey,
Minor Threat,
Steve Hackett,
Cluster,
Leonard Cohen,
The Birthday Party,
KRS-One,
Scion,
Public Enemy,
John Foxx,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Grandmaster Flash,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stetsasonic,
Tim Buckley,
Tommy Roe,
Slave,
Unrelated Segments,
Kayak,
Sugar Minott,
Danielle Patucci,
Pylon,
The Standells,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sparks,
Severed Heads,
Crispy Ambulance,
Man Parrish,
L. Decosne,
China Crisis,
The Sonics,
Pere Ubu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.