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 Kyrgyzstan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron 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 Nas to the punk 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Hardrive,
Angry Samoans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Harmonia,
Oneida,
Chris & Cosey,
Warsaw,
The Mummies,
A Certain Ratio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
ABBA,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Busters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Grey Daturas,
X-101,
Altered Images,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sister Nancy,
Swans,
Arab on Radar,
Gichy Dan,
Desert Stars,
Steve Hackett,
Black Moon,
Hasil Adkins,
LL Cool J,
Kas Product,
The Durutti Column,
The Stooges,
Scott Walker,
Andrew Hill,
Radiohead,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Newcleus,
Sonic Youth,
Swell Maps,
Minnie Riperton,
Amon Düül,
Mantronix,
Erasure,
John Lydon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Slave,
Camouflage,
Pulsallama,
The Vogues,
The Birthday Party,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barclay James Harvest,
Talk Talk,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sound Behaviour,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moebius,
ABC,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Alton Ellis,
Eddi Front,
Mars,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.