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 India and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin 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 Dave Gahan to the jazz 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Public Image Ltd.,
Crash Course in Science,
kango's stein massive,
Cheater Slicks,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Leaves,
Stiv Bators,
Brand Nubian,
DJ Style,
Absolute Body Control,
K-Klass,
Nation of Ulysses,
Minny Pops,
Black Moon,
Negative Approach,
Nik Kershaw,
The Doobie Brothers,
Hot Snakes,
Moss Icon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
June Days,
Roy Ayers,
The Durutti Column,
The Victims,
The Smoke,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gregory Isaacs,
Drexciya,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Freddie Wadling,
L. Decosne,
PIL,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Unwound,
Tomorrow,
Aaron Thompson,
Audionom,
Man Parrish,
Sex Pistols,
the Swans,
LL Cool J,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rhythm & Sound,
Agitation Free,
The Count Five,
John Foxx,
Groovy Waters,
Interpol,
The Gladiators,
The Birthday Party,
Fluxion,
Desert Stars,
Connie Case,
Mo-Dettes,
Bluetip,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lindisfarne,
Albert Ayler,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.