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 Romania and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet 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 Cluster to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Flash Fearless,
Underground Resistance,
Kas Product,
F. McDonald,
Mandrill,
UT,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DNA,
Simply Red,
Amon Düül,
The Residents,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Drexciya,
U.S. Maple,
Severed Heads,
John Lydon,
Magma,
Curtis Mayfield,
Radio Birdman,
Sister Nancy,
Popol Vuh,
Japan,
This Heat,
Camouflage,
Panda Bear,
Todd Terry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Swans,
Echospace,
JFA,
The Victims,
Eric Dolphy,
Arthur Verocai,
Interpol,
Procol Harum,
Slave,
Erykah Badu,
John Foxx,
Vladislav Delay,
Dawn Penn,
Franke,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Womack,
Minny Pops,
Q65,
Intrusion,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Symarip,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yusef Lateef,
Stetsasonic,
Depeche Mode,
Excepter,
the Bar-Kays,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.