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 Malta and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nico to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
The Mojo Men,
The Gun Club,
Minor Threat,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Aural Exciters,
Freddie Wadling,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Womack,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Metal Thangz,
Archie Shepp,
Black Moon,
Whodini,
John Cale,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Janne Schatter,
F. McDonald,
Excepter,
The Dave Clark Five,
Guru Guru,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Sheep,
Rites of Spring,
These Immortal Souls,
Joensuu 1685,
The Star Department,
Jacques Brel,
Jeff Lynne,
Wings,
Massinfluence,
Panda Bear,
kango's stein massive,
Dark Day,
Soft Machine,
the Germs,
KRS-One,
The Monks,
Brand Nubian,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Neon Judgement,
Thompson Twins,
The Evens,
Unwound,
Pantaleimon,
Kayak,
Trumans Water,
World's Most,
Derrick Morgan,
Liliput,
Oneida,
Symarip,
The Leaves,
Sarah Menescal,
Robert Hood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Average White Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Chris & Cosey,
Duran Duran,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.