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 Georgia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rotary Connection to the rock 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Moody Blues,
Lyres,
Mark Hollis,
Sixth Finger,
Reagan Youth,
Andrew Hill,
Radiohead,
X-Ray Spex,
Dead Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
Aloha Tigers,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fortunes,
Ludus,
Thompson Twins,
Big Daddy Kane,
Judy Mowatt,
ABBA,
Nils Olav,
Tears for Fears,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Crash Course in Science,
Chris & Cosey,
Curtis Mayfield,
Erykah Badu,
Eden Ahbez,
T. Rex,
48th St. Collective,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Cramps,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aswad,
Crispian St. Peters,
Darondo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kayak,
Althea and Donna,
Panda Bear,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hardrive,
Connie Case,
New Order,
Symarip,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Buckinghams,
Thee Headcoats,
John Lydon,
Minor Threat,
Barrington Levy,
JFA,
Ponytail,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
H. Thieme,
The Blackbyrds,
Don Cherry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Matthew Halsall,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quando Quango,
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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.