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 Tanzania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Modern Lovers to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eddi Front record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Buzzcocks,
Nick Fraelich,
10cc,
Idris Muhammad,
Underground Resistance,
Cybotron,
Sight & Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Reed,
T. Rex,
Byron Stingily,
Thompson Twins,
Barry Ungar,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rites of Spring,
Kevin Saunderson,
JFA,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Livin' Joy,
Hoover,
Scrapy,
Dennis Brown,
Public Image Ltd.,
Deepchord,
Q and Not U,
Negative Approach,
Rapeman,
Q65,
Arab on Radar,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Arcadia,
Mantronix,
The Vogues,
The Dirtbombs,
Yazoo,
Excepter,
Chrome,
Altered Images,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mandrill,
Matthew Bourne,
Schoolly D,
One Last Wish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Urselle,
Audionom,
The Evens,
Anthony Braxton,
Sound Behaviour,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Althea and Donna,
Johnny Clarke,
48th St. Collective,
Cheater Slicks,
Infiniti,
Swans,
Gabor Szabo,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Real Kids,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.