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 Mauritania and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 linndrum 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 Gabor Szabo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Standells. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
The Moleskins,
Crash Course in Science,
Peter and Kerry,
Vainqueur,
Erasure,
Barrington Levy,
Soulsonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Standells,
The Buckinghams,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Clear Light,
Lyres,
Talk Talk,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Los Fastidios,
Ronan,
The Smiths,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Swans,
Oblivians,
Deepchord,
Newcleus,
Derrick Morgan,
48th St. Collective,
Kenny Larkin,
the Fania All-Stars,
Toni Rubio,
This Heat,
Radio Birdman,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nico,
Cal Tjader,
Soft Machine,
Bauhaus,
The Invisible,
Susan Cadogan,
Pantaleimon,
Mad Mike,
Wings,
Main Source,
Schoolly D,
Jandek,
The Dirtbombs,
Model 500,
Bobby Sherman,
Jawbox,
Joe Smooth,
Howard Jones,
Nirvana,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ohio Players,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.