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 China and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Soft Cell,
Guru Guru,
Negative Approach,
Urselle,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bauhaus,
Bobby Womack,
LL Cool J,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David McCallum,
Technova,
Pantaleimon,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Human League,
Yazoo,
Carl Craig,
Michelle Simonal,
Flamin' Groovies,
Boredoms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gories,
Dead Boys,
Susan Cadogan,
Maurizio,
Monks,
The Leaves,
DJ Style,
Soft Machine,
Byron Stingily,
Adolescents,
Jacob Miller,
Hoover,
Gang Green,
Marvin Gaye,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Real Kids,
Black Bananas,
Scott Walker,
Shuggie Otis,
the Fania All-Stars,
Isaac Hayes,
Bill Near,
The Gun Club,
Graham Central Station,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joensuu 1685,
Model 500,
Fat Boys,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Unwound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Modern Lovers,
Bill Wells,
The Five Americans,
Rekid,
Black Sheep,
The Barracudas,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.