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 El Salvador and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Iggy Pop to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Symarip,
The Modern Lovers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Reed,
Television,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brothers Johnson,
The Stooges,
Lower 48,
Harry Pussy,
The Golliwogs,
Josef K,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Man Parrish,
Cymande,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dark Day,
Joensuu 1685,
Visage,
Unwound,
Blake Baxter,
Jerry's Kids,
FM Einheit,
Joe Finger,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gap Band,
Minor Threat,
Talk Talk,
Cluster,
Big Daddy Kane,
Reuben Wilson,
David McCallum,
Accadde A,
Marcia Griffiths,
Barbara Tucker,
Pulsallama,
Ultravox,
The Motions,
Lucky Dragons,
Delon & Dalcan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Leonard Cohen,
X-102,
The Moody Blues,
The Skatalites,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aloha Tigers,
Roy Ayers,
Black Bananas,
Max Romeo,
Judy Mowatt,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Audionom,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soft Cell,
Japan,
the Soft Cell,
Barclay James Harvest,
cv313,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.