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 Brazil and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Darondo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Eric Dolphy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scrapy,
The Electric Prunes,
The Fortunes,
In Retrospect,
Rod Modell,
Brick,
Toni Rubio,
D'Angelo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sunsets and Hearts,
This Heat,
Susan Cadogan,
Eurythmics,
Archie Shepp,
Marine Girls,
Ultravox,
Ralphi Rosario,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lower 48,
Mad Mike,
Steve Hackett,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DJ Sneak,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
CMW,
Subhumans,
Robert Görl,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Warren Ellis,
Mandrill,
Yusef Lateef,
Intrusion,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Association,
Gang Green,
Gang of Four,
Angry Samoans,
Simply Red,
Smog,
Das Ding,
Pierre Henry,
Moebius,
Nick Fraelich,
The Cowsills,
Nirvana,
Alphaville,
Bill Near,
Tommy Roe,
The Gap Band,
Negative Approach,
X-102,
The Cure,
The Black Dice,
The Five Americans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mary Jane Girls,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.