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 Bolivia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin 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 Judy Mowatt to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Duran Duran,
Joey Negro,
Bob Dylan,
Popol Vuh,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
10cc,
Ten City,
Quando Quango,
Supertramp,
Wire,
Anthony Braxton,
Bootsy Collins,
Ohio Players,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kayak,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bizarre Inc.,
The J.B.'s,
Talk Talk,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Modern Lovers,
Lucky Dragons,
The Grass Roots,
DNA,
The Gun Club,
The Fire Engines,
Fear,
Agent Orange,
The Fortunes,
Kas Product,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Golliwogs,
Ludus,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scan 7,
The Victims,
World's Most,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Khruangbin,
Echospace,
X-Ray Spex,
Gichy Dan,
Nick Fraelich,
Tres Demented,
Eric Dolphy,
Theoretical Girls,
New Order,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Pop Group,
The Music Machine,
The Gories,
Bluetip,
DJ Style,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Panda Bear,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Erasure,
The Mojo Men,
Rod Modell,
Faraquet,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.