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 Kyrgyzstan and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Ossler to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Kaleidoscope,
Infiniti,
Eurythmics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Brothers Johnson,
Rufus Thomas,
Underground Resistance,
Newcleus,
Ponytail,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Icehouse,
Altered Images,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Busters,
Excepter,
Bill Near,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fad Gadget,
Bauhaus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Leaves,
Interpol,
Juan Atkins,
Gerry Rafferty,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jeff Lynne,
Erasure,
the Fania All-Stars,
Saccharine Trust,
Sparks,
Cameo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Gladiators,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Blackbyrds,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bad Manners,
Neu!,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fugs,
Roy Ayers,
The Stooges,
Terry Callier,
Leonard Cohen,
Thee Headcoats,
LL Cool J,
Moebius,
The Cramps,
Kayak,
the Normal,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marine Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Pop Group,
The Martian,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.