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 Gabon and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Panda Bear to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Skarface,
Mo-Dettes,
Franke,
The Fortunes,
Morten Harket,
The Gun Club,
Janne Schatter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
ABBA,
Rotary Connection,
Johnny Osbourne,
Index,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Electric Prunes,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Pus,
Josef K,
Bauhaus,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tears for Fears,
Hasil Adkins,
Marcia Griffiths,
Vainqueur,
Andrew Hill,
Black Flag,
Camberwell Now,
Glenn Branca,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang Starr,
Trumans Water,
Slick Rick,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Funkadelic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Happenings,
Big Daddy Kane,
Echospace,
T.S.O.L.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Suburban Knight,
Agent Orange,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
These Immortal Souls,
Parry Music,
The Martian,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Blackbyrds,
Lou Christie,
The Searchers,
Suicide,
Aural Exciters,
the Human League,
The Zeros,
Shuggie Otis,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.