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 Hungary and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lightning Bolt to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Mission of Burma,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Bananas,
Talk Talk,
Ponytail,
Index,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blancmange,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lightning Bolt,
Crash Course in Science,
Janne Schatter,
The Raincoats,
Idris Muhammad,
Gang Starr,
X-Ray Spex,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Shuggie Otis,
Lalann,
Bill Wells,
Roger Hodgson,
Erykah Badu,
Steve Hackett,
The Selecter,
MDC,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crime,
Kenny Larkin,
Nico,
Yazoo,
Peter & Gordon,
A Certain Ratio,
Roxette,
Minnie Riperton,
Stereo Dub,
The Fall,
Duran Duran,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Whodini,
June of 44,
Underground Resistance,
Glenn Branca,
Clear Light,
Marc Almond,
The Beau Brummels,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Intrusion,
kango's stein massive,
Skaos,
Dawn Penn,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Associates,
Colin Newman,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Cure,
Trumans Water,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Busters,
Negative Approach,
Aaron Thompson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.