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 Iran and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 organ 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 Tom Boy 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Section 25,
Andrew Hill,
Fear,
The Raincoats,
La Düsseldorf,
Michelle Simonal,
Whodini,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
In Retrospect,
Electric Prunes,
Vladislav Delay,
Minor Threat,
Charles Mingus,
cv313,
Junior Murvin,
The Five Americans,
T.S.O.L.,
The Star Department,
John Cale,
The Human League,
Jeff Mills,
Howard Jones,
Bush Tetras,
Tears for Fears,
Niagra,
Traffic Nightmare,
Harry Pussy,
X-102,
Bronski Beat,
Radiohead,
Kerri Chandler,
Davy DMX,
CMW,
Nico,
Rufus Thomas,
Royal Trux,
The Monochrome Set,
The American Breed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker,
Model 500,
Toni Rubio,
Slave,
Ituana,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cecil Taylor,
Bang On A Can,
Oneida,
Bobby Sherman,
Babytalk,
Adolescents,
Dave Gahan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Roxette,
The Litter,
Mo-Dettes,
The Toasters,
Archie Shepp,
X-101,
Wasted Youth,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.