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 Cyprus and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Blossom Toes to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Theoretical Girls,
Soulsonic Force,
The Associates,
Grey Daturas,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eric Copeland,
Deadbeat,
Donald Byrd,
The Fall,
U.S. Maple,
Tom Boy,
John Cale,
Althea and Donna,
Cheater Slicks,
Unwound,
Mary Jane Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Hasil Adkins,
The New Christs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lakeside,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tommy Roe,
Barbara Tucker,
Siglo XX,
Juan Atkins,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pylon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alison Limerick,
Black Pus,
Michelle Simonal,
Procol Harum,
The Litter,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Interpol,
Deakin,
Jeff Lynne,
Sun Ra,
Rites of Spring,
Marshall Jefferson,
Khruangbin,
Hoover,
Soft Machine,
These Immortal Souls,
Vainqueur,
New Age Steppers,
Wally Richardson,
R.M.O.,
DNA,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobby Womack,
Minny Pops,
Sister Nancy,
Mission of Burma,
The Move,
K-Klass,
Roxette,
MDC,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.