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 Panama and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Groovy Waters to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Moebius,
Television,
Freddie Wadling,
The Beau Brummels,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joe Finger,
Infiniti,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Happenings,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dennis Brown,
Ralphi Rosario,
Agent Orange,
John Cale,
Excepter,
The Toasters,
Sarah Menescal,
Masters at Work,
Black Moon,
Altered Images,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Boz Scaggs,
Simply Red,
Sonny Sharrock,
Minny Pops,
Ultravox,
Judy Mowatt,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marine Girls,
Das Ding,
Trumans Water,
The Modern Lovers,
Visage,
Television Personalities,
Darondo,
Marvin Gaye,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Symarip,
Josef K,
The Grass Roots,
L. Decosne,
Scratch Acid,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lightning Bolt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Holt,
H. Thieme,
Rosa Yemen,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The United States of America,
Scion,
MC5,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Roger Hodgson,
The Remains,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joyce Sims,
Max Romeo,
Motorama,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Bar-Kays,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.