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 Qatar and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb 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 Sonic Youth to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Fad Gadget,
Barrington Levy,
The Slits,
Scrapy,
Anakelly,
Eve St. Jones,
Blossom Toes,
Todd Rundgren,
China Crisis,
Jerry's Kids,
Davy DMX,
Sarah Menescal,
Television Personalities,
The Mojo Men,
Bad Manners,
Arab on Radar,
Quadrant,
Godley & Creme,
Reagan Youth,
Negative Approach,
Roy Ayers,
Iggy Pop,
Kurtis Blow,
R.M.O.,
KRS-One,
Popol Vuh,
Terrestrial Tones,
Howard Jones,
Groovy Waters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Underground Resistance,
Neu!,
Arthur Verocai,
UT,
Young Marble Giants,
Reuben Wilson,
Byron Stingily,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Drexciya,
Sister Nancy,
Nico,
Gichy Dan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Half Japanese,
Dual Sessions,
Blancmange,
the Sonics,
LL Cool J,
Franke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Guru Guru,
Sandy B,
The Offenders,
The Blues Magoos,
The Slackers,
John Cale,
The Golliwogs,
Frankie Knuckles,
MDC,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.