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 Canada and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Lakeside to the crunk 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Morten Harket,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-102,
Ossler,
DJ Sneak,
Marshall Jefferson,
a-ha,
The Flesh Eaters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ituana,
Derrick May,
The Monochrome Set,
Altered Images,
Newcleus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Standells,
DJ Style,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Andrew Hill,
David McCallum,
Jawbox,
Pantytec,
Erykah Badu,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Velvet Underground,
The Barracudas,
Ludus,
Alton Ellis,
Masters at Work,
The Techniques,
Aloha Tigers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tres Demented,
Moby Grape,
Michelle Simonal,
The Dead C,
Average White Band,
Iggy Pop,
Simply Red,
Ten City,
Bad Manners,
Lightning Bolt,
Gang of Four,
Tommy Roe,
The Residents,
the Germs,
Rites of Spring,
Saccharine Trust,
Crime,
H. Thieme,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Bananas,
Harpers Bizarre,
Man Parrish,
Dark Day,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.