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 Vanuatu and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pagans to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Divine Comedy,
The Modern Lovers,
The Motions,
Nik Kershaw,
Crash Course in Science,
Scratch Acid,
Sonic Youth,
Bob Dylan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Audionom,
The Move,
Roxette,
The Detroit Cobras,
Funkadelic,
Kenny Larkin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Radio Birdman,
The American Breed,
Gang Green,
Jerry's Kids,
Lungfish,
Stetsasonic,
Matthew Bourne,
Moby Grape,
Little Man,
Davy DMX,
Junior Murvin,
Siglo XX,
The United States of America,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hardrive,
The Walker Brothers,
The Mojo Men,
Nation of Ulysses,
Byron Stingily,
Sister Nancy,
Barry Ungar,
Maurizio,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sam Rivers,
Neu!,
The Vogues,
Pylon,
Jandek,
EPMD,
Boz Scaggs,
Stiv Bators,
Lindisfarne,
the Fania All-Stars,
Arab on Radar,
Lou Reed,
Arcadia,
Excepter,
Glenn Branca,
Donny Hathaway,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tears for Fears,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.