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 Papua New Guinea and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fluxion to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
R.M.O.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tim Buckley,
Ronan,
Bob Dylan,
The Gories,
Nils Olav,
Scientists,
Boredoms,
John Cale,
Laurel Aitken,
Joe Finger,
Erasure,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lou Reed,
Wings,
The Alarm Clocks,
Arab on Radar,
AZ,
These Immortal Souls,
Sight & Sound,
Minutemen,
OOIOO,
Bobby Womack,
The Happenings,
David Bowie,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Tremeloes,
The Pop Group,
The Toasters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ralphi Rosario,
X-Ray Spex,
The Trojans,
Letta Mbulu,
the Human League,
Clear Light,
Fat Boys,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Derrick May,
Index,
Eurythmics,
Pet Shop Boys,
Amazonics,
The Human League,
cv313,
The Red Krayola,
Inner City,
Quadrant,
Cybotron,
Theoretical Girls,
Moby Grape,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fear,
The Doors,
Unrelated Segments,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smiths,
Deadbeat,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.