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 El Salvador and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Arcadia to the punk 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Scott Walker,
Japan,
Ossler,
The Zeros,
Chris & Cosey,
Roxy Music,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alison Limerick,
Bizarre Inc.,
Q and Not U,
China Crisis,
Scan 7,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jawbox,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bad Manners,
Boredoms,
Easy Going,
June of 44,
Lucky Dragons,
Essential Logic,
Minor Threat,
Brand Nubian,
David Axelrod,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Newcleus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lightning Bolt,
The Doobie Brothers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Saints,
Man Parrish,
Bauhaus,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Chris Corsano,
Rod Modell,
The Modern Lovers,
Skaos,
Joe Smooth,
Quantec,
Trumans Water,
Ornette Coleman,
Fat Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cybotron,
Loose Ends,
The Grass Roots,
Fugazi,
John Lydon,
Scientists,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Stooges,
Alphaville,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Raincoats,
Terry Callier,
Connie Case,
David McCallum,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Malaria!,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.