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 Cyprus and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Calgary.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Steve Hackett to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
The Divine Comedy,
Moebius,
Marvin Gaye,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Human League,
Yusef Lateef,
Cecil Taylor,
The Real Kids,
UT,
John Holt,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Coltrane,
New Order,
Gichy Dan,
Eurythmics,
Mad Mike,
Whodini,
Don Cherry,
Wings,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Inner City,
The Slits,
Skarface,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mars,
Popol Vuh,
Terrestrial Tones,
Suicide,
AZ,
The Golliwogs,
Mr. Review,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roxy Music,
Main Source,
This Heat,
Can,
The Angels of Light,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Television Personalities,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Porter Ricks,
Kenny Larkin,
Eddi Front,
Maleditus Sound,
John Foxx,
David McCallum,
The Raincoats,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moleskins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Flipper,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The J.B.'s,
Swell Maps,
Lalann,
Susan Cadogan,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.