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 Japan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Seoul.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 Mars to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Agitation Free,
Robert Hood,
Sandy B,
The Doobie Brothers,
Barbara Tucker,
John Cale,
Scion,
Model 500,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quadrant,
Sister Nancy,
Fela Kuti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
These Immortal Souls,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soul II Soul,
Monolake,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Deepchord,
Bad Manners,
Simply Red,
Flash Fearless,
Black Sheep,
Todd Terry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Swell Maps,
Second Layer,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Index,
Niagra,
The Velvet Underground,
The Busters,
Clear Light,
Judy Mowatt,
The Skatalites,
Tres Demented,
Gang Green,
Matthew Halsall,
Traffic Nightmare,
Deakin,
The Toasters,
Flipper,
Mantronix,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fear,
The Associates,
Barry Ungar,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Make Up,
Joe Smooth,
Zero Boys,
James White and The Blacks,
Das Ding,
Gastr Del Sol,
Archie Shepp,
Sex Pistols,
Derrick May,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.