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 Solomon Islands and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 David McCallum to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Radiohead,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Schoolly D,
The Residents,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roger Hodgson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
This Heat,
Groovy Waters,
Silicon Teens,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
La Düsseldorf,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Saints,
The Star Department,
Kas Product,
Pulsallama,
The Offenders,
Sister Nancy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
a-ha,
The United States of America,
Arthur Verocai,
Rosa Yemen,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ossler,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Duran Duran,
Jacob Miller,
Guru Guru,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Cramps,
Joensuu 1685,
Cal Tjader,
Severed Heads,
Roy Ayers,
Con Funk Shun,
Nas,
The Vogues,
The Fall,
Dennis Brown,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Slits,
Scrapy,
Infiniti,
The Knickerbockers,
the Bar-Kays,
Eric Dolphy,
Roxette,
Talk Talk,
Boredoms,
The Dave Clark Five,
Stetsasonic,
Brand Nubian,
Gichy Dan,
Letta Mbulu,
Can,
Deadbeat,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.