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 Kosovo and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Soft Cell to the rock 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Simply Red,
Siglo XX,
Brick,
Q65,
Masters at Work,
The Smoke,
The Seeds,
Clear Light,
John Cale,
The Techniques,
Stetsasonic,
Drexciya,
The Fuzztones,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Blues Magoos,
The Slits,
Pet Shop Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nas,
Main Source,
Radiohead,
Althea and Donna,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Sheep,
Adolescents,
the Human League,
The Fall,
UT,
The Residents,
Moebius,
Con Funk Shun,
T.S.O.L.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Crooked Eye,
Kurtis Blow,
Arcadia,
The Monochrome Set,
Pylon,
Khruangbin,
EPMD,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ronan,
Robert Wyatt,
Mission of Burma,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pulsallama,
Shoche,
Urselle,
Negative Approach,
Absolute Body Control,
Wally Richardson,
Peter & Gordon,
Magma,
Barry Ungar,
Monolake,
Alphaville,
Eurythmics,
Leonard Cohen,
R.M.O.,
Stiv Bators,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.