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 Armenia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 The Gap Band to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Dirtbombs,
The Selecter,
Swell Maps,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soft Machine,
Pantytec,
Ituana,
B.T. Express,
Country Teasers,
The Raincoats,
Toni Rubio,
Bad Manners,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fortunes,
Bobby Byrd,
Silicon Teens,
OOIOO,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Human League,
The Victims,
Roy Ayers,
Zapp,
The Beau Brummels,
Kenny Larkin,
Von Mondo,
Moss Icon,
the Germs,
Skriet,
Gang Starr,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
FM Einheit,
The Associates,
Boz Scaggs,
Eli Mardock,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Smoke,
Adolescents,
Mission of Burma,
Lou Christie,
Michelle Simonal,
Soulsonic Force,
The Blackbyrds,
The Modern Lovers,
Howard Jones,
Hasil Adkins,
T. Rex,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Das Ding,
Danielle Patucci,
Bang On A Can,
Mad Mike,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jerry's Kids,
Tubeway Army,
Erykah Badu,
Black Flag,
Zero Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.