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 Brazil and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 In Retrospect to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Second Layer,
The Trojans,
The Grass Roots,
Vainqueur,
Main Source,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Brass Construction,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Shoche,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stetsasonic,
World's Most,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scientists,
Pussy Galore,
CMW,
Glenn Branca,
Cluster,
E-Dancer,
Young Marble Giants,
Section 25,
Yaz,
Minor Threat,
Jandek,
Lungfish,
Nik Kershaw,
Boogie Down Productions,
T.S.O.L.,
Ponytail,
Maurizio,
the Germs,
Clear Light,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Toasters,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jacob Miller,
Boz Scaggs,
Kurtis Blow,
Au Pairs,
Pole,
Amon Düül II,
Monks,
Ornette Coleman,
Grey Daturas,
Q and Not U,
Tomorrow,
The Busters,
Isaac Hayes,
The Moody Blues,
Magma,
The Raincoats,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pantytec,
Darondo,
Subhumans,
China Crisis,
Mo-Dettes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.