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 Czech Republic and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Drive Like Jehu,
Skaos,
Marine Girls,
Soft Machine,
Panda Bear,
The Young Rascals,
Tom Boy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gang Green,
The Fugs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Negative Approach,
The Smoke,
Derrick May,
Second Layer,
Technova,
Josef K,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Junior Murvin,
Royal Trux,
Sight & Sound,
Spandau Ballet,
Moby Grape,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Mandrill,
Saccharine Trust,
Boredoms,
Leonard Cohen,
Skriet,
Funky Four + One,
Yusef Lateef,
Yellowson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Procol Harum,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Human League,
Section 25,
Duran Duran,
The Victims,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ken Boothe,
Frankie Knuckles,
Oneida,
Isaac Hayes,
The Smiths,
Tomorrow,
Al Stewart,
Model 500,
Terry Callier,
Arab on Radar,
8 Eyed Spy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sonic Youth,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Toasters,
Gabor Szabo,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.