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 Italy and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 The J.B.'s to the techno 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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Schoolly D,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roger Hodgson,
Arthur Verocai,
Saccharine Trust,
Soft Cell,
The Birthday Party,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amon Düül II,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mummies,
Steve Hackett,
Pole,
Eden Ahbez,
Cameo,
One Last Wish,
Grauzone,
Mars,
John Cale,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fugazi,
Boredoms,
Archie Shepp,
Bootsy Collins,
Erykah Badu,
Surgeon,
Lightning Bolt,
Rod Modell,
Jacques Brel,
Danielle Patucci,
The Real Kids,
Moss Icon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-102,
Morten Harket,
Bob Dylan,
Dawn Penn,
Davy DMX,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bad Manners,
Skriet,
Aloha Tigers,
The Sonics,
Peter & Gordon,
Zapp,
Gang of Four,
Agent Orange,
Kaleidoscope,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dave Gahan,
Tom Boy,
Suicide,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fad Gadget,
The Fuzztones,
Moebius,
Kerri Chandler,
Junior Murvin,
Crooked Eye,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.