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 Antigua and from Seoul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar 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 Pop Group to the punk 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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris Corsano record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scratch Acid,
Gregory Isaacs,
Average White Band,
Smog,
DJ Sneak,
8 Eyed Spy,
Moebius,
Moby Grape,
David McCallum,
Los Fastidios,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Au Pairs,
Banda Bassotti,
The Litter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Human League,
Joe Smooth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Susan Cadogan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Real Kids,
The Doors,
Y Pants,
Brand Nubian,
Echospace,
Jandek,
Charles Mingus,
Reuben Wilson,
Quando Quango,
MC5,
The Durutti Column,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Severed Heads,
The Pretty Things,
Procol Harum,
Thee Headcoats,
The Electric Prunes,
The Mummies,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Saccharine Trust,
Skarface,
Crash Course in Science,
Organ,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultra Naté,
Kerrie Biddell,
Grauzone,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Niagra,
Drexciya,
Barrington Levy,
Alphaville,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Clear Light,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.