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 Malta and from London.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Dead C to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Unrelated Segments,
The Skatalites,
Tom Boy,
Maleditus Sound,
Wally Richardson,
Silicon Teens,
Neil Young,
The Offenders,
Alison Limerick,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lou Reed,
Section 25,
Eric Copeland,
Easy Going,
Wire,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Index,
Groovy Waters,
Piero Umiliani,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Divine Comedy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Pretty Things,
Graham Central Station,
Bang On A Can,
Minny Pops,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cluster,
the Human League,
Lightning Bolt,
The Young Rascals,
Dark Day,
Supertramp,
Ludus,
Bronski Beat,
the Soft Cell,
Robert Görl,
Flash Fearless,
John Holt,
Gregory Isaacs,
Faust,
Anthony Braxton,
Sixth Finger,
Cecil Taylor,
The Monochrome Set,
Soul II Soul,
Man Eating Sloth,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deadbeat,
Echospace,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Man Parrish,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
FM Einheit,
Erykah Badu,
The Buckinghams,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Sonics,
Wings,
10cc,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.