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 Greece and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Alphaville to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Young Marble Giants,
Mary Jane Girls,
Make Up,
Rosa Yemen,
Gang of Four,
Cecil Taylor,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fall,
Roxette,
Brand Nubian,
Crash Course in Science,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
10cc,
Alice Coltrane,
Mars,
Wire,
Brothers Johnson,
The Saints,
Moby Grape,
Sun Ra,
Thompson Twins,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Henry Cow,
Bauhaus,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minny Pops,
Main Source,
Lou Reed,
Kayak,
Parry Music,
Scion,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Jeff Mills,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
New York Dolls,
The Sonics,
Boredoms,
Negative Approach,
Basic Channel,
Lalann,
The Martian,
Monks,
Siglo XX,
Pantaleimon,
Angry Samoans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Trumans Water,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Audionom,
The Wake,
Quadrant,
The Angels of Light,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fat Boys,
Nico,
Massinfluence,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Magma,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.