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 Tonga and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Zapp to the dance 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dark Day,
The Gap Band,
UT,
Brass Construction,
The Mummies,
Robert Hood,
Depeche Mode,
Interpol,
The Walker Brothers,
Moss Icon,
Aural Exciters,
John Foxx,
The Remains,
Adolescents,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cameo,
John Cale,
Lebanon Hanover,
EPMD,
Todd Rundgren,
Alphaville,
World's Most,
The Divine Comedy,
Arab on Radar,
Television,
the Germs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Associates,
DJ Style,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Oneida,
K-Klass,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Real Kids,
In Retrospect,
Circle Jerks,
D'Angelo,
Flipper,
Wolf Eyes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nas,
Crispian St. Peters,
Amazonics,
Vladislav Delay,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Pop Group,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ossler,
Das Ding,
Qualms,
Sister Nancy,
Grauzone,
Brand Nubian,
Rapeman,
Thompson Twins,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Swans,
John Holt,
FM Einheit,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.