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 Peru and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
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 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 Marshall Jefferson to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
The Grass Roots,
Duran Duran,
Bang On A Can,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Andrew Hill,
KRS-One,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rod Modell,
Boredoms,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Tremeloes,
Gastr Del Sol,
U.S. Maple,
Altered Images,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ice-T,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deepchord,
Animal Collective,
Suburban Knight,
Sun Ra,
Babytalk,
Adolescents,
Spandau Ballet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Searchers,
Sandy B,
Suicide,
The Move,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Metal Thangz,
Toni Rubio,
Jandek,
Joyce Sims,
Kayak,
Skaos,
Popol Vuh,
Barry Ungar,
a-ha,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nirvana,
Scan 7,
Josef K,
Grey Daturas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wire,
La Düsseldorf,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Skriet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Erasure,
Sällskapet,
Prince Buster,
Minutemen,
The Seeds,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mantronix,
The Alarm Clocks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.