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 Gambia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 The Modern Lovers to the grime 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Ken Boothe,
Joey Negro,
Leonard Cohen,
The Misunderstood,
Brothers Johnson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Byrd,
The Mighty Diamonds,
China Crisis,
K-Klass,
Wally Richardson,
Intrusion,
Todd Terry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Man Parrish,
Quantec,
Sarah Menescal,
The Motions,
Vainqueur,
Glenn Branca,
Bluetip,
Rufus Thomas,
Quadrant,
Marvin Gaye,
One Last Wish,
Sugar Minott,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
UT,
Gang Green,
Chris & Cosey,
The Leaves,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stiv Bators,
Technova,
Eric Copeland,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crime,
Oneida,
Nation of Ulysses,
Duran Duran,
Motorama,
Donald Byrd,
Country Teasers,
Moss Icon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Coltrane,
The Cramps,
The Zeros,
the Association,
Fela Kuti,
Brand Nubian,
Clear Light,
Public Image Ltd.,
Robert Görl,
kango's stein massive,
Warsaw,
The Doors,
Thee Headcoats,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.