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 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Index to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Sonics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sugar Minott,
Harmonia,
Organ,
Gang Starr,
The Five Americans,
Minor Threat,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scientists,
Black Sheep,
Joy Division,
Hoover,
Nick Fraelich,
Fela Kuti,
Newcleus,
Monks,
Glenn Branca,
Mad Mike,
Sonic Youth,
Aloha Tigers,
the Association,
Robert Wyatt,
Mantronix,
Motorama,
Basic Channel,
Iggy Pop,
Chris Corsano,
Fear,
Bizarre Inc.,
Severed Heads,
Ultravox,
the Germs,
Zapp,
Joey Negro,
The Saints,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Easy Going,
X-101,
Minutemen,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fatback Band,
The Stooges,
JFA,
Sarah Menescal,
Todd Terry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
James White and The Blacks,
Anthony Braxton,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joe Smooth,
Eric Copeland,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bauhaus,
The Martian,
Gang Gang Dance,
New Order,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.