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 Oman and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Sonic Youth 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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bluetip,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Foxx,
Flipper,
Scan 7,
DNA,
Joe Finger,
Tres Demented,
Can,
Nas,
The Residents,
Lower 48,
Scion,
The Techniques,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kas Product,
Jacques Brel,
the Swans,
The Blackbyrds,
Yellowson,
Stiv Bators,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Harmonia,
The Remains,
Y Pants,
The Fortunes,
the Human League,
Bootsy Collins,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lucky Dragons,
Danielle Patucci,
Theoretical Girls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Little Man,
Marcia Griffiths,
KRS-One,
Vladislav Delay,
The Blues Magoos,
Alton Ellis,
Visage,
MDC,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Beau Brummels,
Parry Music,
Sandy B,
Mary Jane Girls,
ABC,
Jacob Miller,
Country Teasers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soft Machine,
Zapp,
June of 44,
The Pretty Things,
Franke,
Vainqueur,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.