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 United Kingdom and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Interpol to the funk 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Yusef Lateef,
Jerry's Kids,
Rhythm & Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
Cal Tjader,
Shoche,
Susan Cadogan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ossler,
Soul II Soul,
Delta 5,
Erykah Badu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scientists,
Todd Terry,
The Music Machine,
Organ,
Yazoo,
Marc Almond,
Patti Smith,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Agitation Free,
Massinfluence,
Nas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Remains,
Grauzone,
The Neon Judgement,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jandek,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lakeside,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Mars,
Kenny Larkin,
Don Cherry,
Nils Olav,
Moss Icon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Minutemen,
Terrestrial Tones,
Aswad,
Lee Hazlewood,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ludus,
Dave Gahan,
The Fuzztones,
10cc,
Mad Mike,
Pantytec,
The Modern Lovers,
the Germs,
Absolute Body Control,
Excepter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dawn Penn,
The Alarm Clocks,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.