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 Angola and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Scan 7 to the techno 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Flock of Seagulls,
ABC,
OOIOO,
Soul II Soul,
Scratch Acid,
Ash Ra Tempel,
F. McDonald,
Joensuu 1685,
Thee Headcoats,
Das Ding,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lalann,
One Last Wish,
K-Klass,
The Monks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wally Richardson,
Excepter,
Royal Trux,
The Slits,
Visage,
Crash Course in Science,
John Cale,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Absolute Body Control,
The United States of America,
Cybotron,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Foxx,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lower 48,
Charles Mingus,
R.M.O.,
Jeru the Damaja,
Siglo XX,
Godley & Creme,
Shoche,
Niagra,
World's Most,
Audionom,
Soulsonic Force,
EPMD,
The Mummies,
Gang Green,
Scan 7,
Y Pants,
Wolf Eyes,
The Gap Band,
Steve Hackett,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mars,
Shuggie Otis,
Pantytec,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cowsills,
Index,
Yusef Lateef,
Bob Dylan,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.