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 Bahamas and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Public Image Ltd. to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan 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?
Jeff Lynne,
The Misunderstood,
Darondo,
Second Layer,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Junior Murvin,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Quando Quango,
Crash Course in Science,
The Fire Engines,
Bush Tetras,
Soft Cell,
The Music Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fluxion,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
X-Ray Spex,
Henry Cow,
Tom Boy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
David Bowie,
Heaven 17,
Todd Rundgren,
Man Eating Sloth,
Basic Channel,
Ultimate Spinach,
EPMD,
PIL,
Zapp,
Oblivians,
Sam Rivers,
Terry Callier,
Silicon Teens,
Peter and Kerry,
Brick,
Jimmy McGriff,
World's Most,
The Pretty Things,
Audionom,
Graham Central Station,
The New Christs,
The Modern Lovers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Blancmange,
Scott Walker,
The Walker Brothers,
Carl Craig,
Public Image Ltd.,
Brand Nubian,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Vladislav Delay,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
ABC,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quantec,
Franke,
Desert Stars,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.