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 Chad and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
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 harpsichord 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 Sun City Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Excepter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Deadbeat,
The Saints,
Lalo Schifrin,
Man Parrish,
Country Teasers,
Mad Mike,
Letta Mbulu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Skatalites,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scion,
Davy DMX,
Lucky Dragons,
Suicide,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Godley & Creme,
The Gladiators,
The Music Machine,
Eve St. Jones,
the Normal,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lower 48,
Todd Terry,
Freddie Wadling,
Blossom Toes,
Tears for Fears,
Anakelly,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
T.S.O.L.,
Urselle,
Brick,
D'Angelo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stiv Bators,
Supertramp,
Unrelated Segments,
Marmalade,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Smiths,
E-Dancer,
The Gories,
Cheater Slicks,
Howard Jones,
Animal Collective,
Blancmange,
the Swans,
Warsaw,
Scientists,
The Velvet Underground,
Dennis Brown,
Amon Düül II,
Kerri Chandler,
Crispian St. Peters,
Monolake,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.