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 Dominican Republic and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 KRS-One to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities 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?
Average White Band,
Gichy Dan,
Hashim,
Rotary Connection,
Accadde A,
Marc Almond,
Parry Music,
Thee Headcoats,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minor Threat,
Lower 48,
Arab on Radar,
Easy Going,
Kerri Chandler,
Erykah Badu,
Ronnie Foster,
Bobby Byrd,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
MC5,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Black Sheep,
The Seeds,
Reagan Youth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kurtis Blow,
John Foxx,
Yellowson,
The Moody Blues,
Chrome,
Danielle Patucci,
The Star Department,
Cecil Taylor,
Joe Finger,
Cheater Slicks,
Tommy Roe,
L. Decosne,
The Toasters,
Bush Tetras,
The Cure,
Mo-Dettes,
Althea and Donna,
Au Pairs,
Alton Ellis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Wasted Youth,
Pantaleimon,
Sarah Menescal,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jawbox,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nils Olav,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Swans,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Doobie Brothers,
Josef K,
Pharoah Sanders,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.