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 Bulgaria and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 theremin 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the jazz 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ohio Players,
Hot Snakes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Divine Comedy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nas,
the Swans,
Brand Nubian,
U.S. Maple,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Visage,
Anthony Braxton,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Todd Rundgren,
Sonny Sharrock,
8 Eyed Spy,
Liliput,
Ituana,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minutemen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fuzztones,
Joy Division,
The Fall,
The Litter,
Lalann,
Peter and Kerry,
DJ Style,
Erasure,
Agent Orange,
Junior Murvin,
Lyres,
ABC,
The Index,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Subhumans,
Camberwell Now,
Lindisfarne,
The Offenders,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Yazoo,
The Wake,
A Certain Ratio,
Lightning Bolt,
The Beau Brummels,
Technova,
Negative Approach,
Aloha Tigers,
Charles Mingus,
Grey Daturas,
Sixth Finger,
Kaleidoscope,
Zapp,
Black Pus,
Bill Wells,
New Order,
Max Romeo,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.