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 South Sudan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Deepchord 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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Rotary Connection,
Technova,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jeff Mills,
Steve Hackett,
Eric Copeland,
Electric Prunes,
Youth Brigade,
Sonny Sharrock,
Laurel Aitken,
Liliput,
The Alarm Clocks,
Spandau Ballet,
Bill Near,
Marvin Gaye,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Blossom Toes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marine Girls,
Ultravox,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
CMW,
The Cowsills,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Hutcherson,
New Order,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Selecter,
Cecil Taylor,
Kenny Larkin,
Country Joe & The Fish,
10cc,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kas Product,
The New Christs,
Matthew Bourne,
The Remains,
Eric Dolphy,
Organ,
Buzzcocks,
Sex Pistols,
Angry Samoans,
Crash Course in Science,
Audionom,
Icehouse,
D'Angelo,
The Black Dice,
Tommy Roe,
Chris & Cosey,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Todd Terry,
David Bowie,
Neil Young,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Radiohead,
Grey Daturas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joe Smooth,
Black Moon,
The Victims,
Flamin' Groovies,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.