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 Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
The Moody Blues,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Fire Engines,
The Blackbyrds,
Yazoo,
Erasure,
Ultravox,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Niagra,
Groovy Waters,
Shoche,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Circle Jerks,
Lightning Bolt,
Roger Hodgson,
Black Moon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Echospace,
Juan Atkins,
The Raincoats,
The Busters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pantytec,
The Grass Roots,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lyres,
Joe Finger,
The Angels of Light,
Eric Copeland,
Gang Green,
The Evens,
Kaleidoscope,
48th St. Collective,
Depeche Mode,
Moss Icon,
Pantaleimon,
Leonard Cohen,
Young Marble Giants,
Y Pants,
Second Layer,
Vainqueur,
Index,
Electric Prunes,
Archie Shepp,
Black Sheep,
Pylon,
Warren Ellis,
Bauhaus,
Anakelly,
Ludus,
Boredoms,
CMW,
Wolf Eyes,
Hasil Adkins,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Surgeon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Japan,
Unrelated Segments,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.