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 Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David McCallum,
Sparks,
Dual Sessions,
The Happenings,
Main Source,
Harry Pussy,
Tubeway Army,
Chris & Cosey,
Spandau Ballet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bauhaus,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joey Negro,
Section 25,
The Music Machine,
Roxy Music,
Susan Cadogan,
Country Teasers,
Fat Boys,
Peter & Gordon,
Eric Dolphy,
Groovy Waters,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Doors,
The Searchers,
Fatback Band,
Connie Case,
The Detroit Cobras,
MC5,
K-Klass,
Zero Boys,
Wings,
Scott Walker,
Marcia Griffiths,
Radio Birdman,
Country Joe & The Fish,
F. McDonald,
Echospace,
the Association,
Fela Kuti,
Sandy B,
The Angels of Light,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
a-ha,
The Fortunes,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Cowsills,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fugazi,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cal Tjader,
Todd Terry,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mo-Dettes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Charles Mingus,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.