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 Norway and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 kango's stein massive to the techno 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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Bootsy Collins,
Outsiders,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fad Gadget,
Juan Atkins,
Dave Gahan,
Urselle,
Derrick Morgan,
CMW,
Yusef Lateef,
The Smiths,
The Victims,
Gong,
Faraquet,
Surgeon,
The Buckinghams,
The Litter,
Model 500,
Tom Boy,
Neu!,
The Slackers,
Byron Stingily,
Public Image Ltd.,
Los Fastidios,
Joe Finger,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Danielle Patucci,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Pretty Things,
Theoretical Girls,
Andrew Hill,
Simply Red,
Agitation Free,
Gang Starr,
Stetsasonic,
The Count Five,
Peter and Kerry,
Boz Scaggs,
the Swans,
Girls At Our Best!,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mad Mike,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Swell Maps,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Remains,
Kayak,
Erasure,
A Certain Ratio,
Sparks,
The Cure,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fall,
Das Ding,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.