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 Saudi Arabia and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Easy Going to the electroclash 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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Infiniti,
Lee Hazlewood,
Flamin' Groovies,
Althea and Donna,
Lucky Dragons,
Brand Nubian,
The Golliwogs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Robert Wyatt,
The Skatalites,
Gang Starr,
Dorothy Ashby,
a-ha,
John Lydon,
The Happenings,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultravox,
The Mojo Men,
Eden Ahbez,
Stereo Dub,
Man Parrish,
Electric Prunes,
the Association,
Adolescents,
Mo-Dettes,
Marine Girls,
X-101,
The American Breed,
Oblivians,
Tubeway Army,
The Seeds,
Byron Stingily,
Jerry's Kids,
Aaron Thompson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aloha Tigers,
The Selecter,
Barbara Tucker,
Nico,
EPMD,
Grey Daturas,
Bad Manners,
Soulsonic Force,
Leonard Cohen,
Throbbing Gristle,
AZ,
Hashim,
Von Mondo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Alice Coltrane,
The Black Dice,
Kayak,
Kaleidoscope,
Agent Orange,
Pantaleimon,
Nils Olav,
Con Funk Shun,
Pulsallama,
The Associates,
Sam Rivers,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.