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 Mauritius and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 John Cale to the electroclash 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Au Pairs,
Wasted Youth,
Agitation Free,
Susan Cadogan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Gladiators,
Fugazi,
Dead Boys,
Byron Stingily,
OOIOO,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Yaz,
Aloha Tigers,
Average White Band,
Gichy Dan,
the Germs,
Chrome,
The Sound,
48th St. Collective,
Rekid,
The Mummies,
Kevin Saunderson,
Absolute Body Control,
T. Rex,
Ponytail,
The Smiths,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Animal Collective,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
James White and The Blacks,
KRS-One,
Aswad,
Massinfluence,
Chris & Cosey,
Soulsonic Force,
The Young Rascals,
John Foxx,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Theoretical Girls,
Scion,
Lalann,
Faraquet,
Lucky Dragons,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Dead C,
X-101,
The Red Krayola,
The Doobie Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
Severed Heads,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mr. Review,
David Axelrod,
Icehouse,
The Human League,
The Grass Roots,
Ornette Coleman,
The Moleskins,
Wire,
Sonny Sharrock,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.