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 Lesotho and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 mellotron 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 Joy Division to the crunk 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Sarah Menescal,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dennis Brown,
Silicon Teens,
The Gories,
Bobby Sherman,
Marine Girls,
The Dirtbombs,
Minutemen,
Interpol,
Jandek,
B.T. Express,
Brothers Johnson,
The Modern Lovers,
Sight & Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lou Reed,
Curtis Mayfield,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
ABBA,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Fall,
The Seeds,
The Selecter,
Lyres,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Leonard Cohen,
Bootsy Collins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brick,
Scan 7,
Marvin Gaye,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Johnny Osbourne,
Panda Bear,
U.S. Maple,
Tres Demented,
The United States of America,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Five Americans,
Neil Young,
The Barracudas,
Kerri Chandler,
Max Romeo,
Freddie Wadling,
Massinfluence,
Niagra,
Circle Jerks,
Moebius,
Judy Mowatt,
D'Angelo,
The Evens,
Goldenarms,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rotary Connection,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hot Snakes,
a-ha,
Underground Resistance,
Bluetip,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.