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 Bulgaria and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar 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 Tommy Roe to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MDC,
Scan 7,
Sister Nancy,
Bobby Womack,
Groovy Waters,
Scott Walker,
The Move,
Wire,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joensuu 1685,
Pulsallama,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cure,
Sight & Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Godley & Creme,
Jeff Lynne,
The Skatalites,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lakeside,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jawbox,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
New Age Steppers,
Essential Logic,
Suburban Knight,
Youth Brigade,
the Slits,
Schoolly D,
Roy Ayers,
Peter & Gordon,
Alphaville,
Deadbeat,
Accadde A,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Grass Roots,
Heaven 17,
B.T. Express,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Evens,
Lalann,
Livin' Joy,
Donny Hathaway,
Duran Duran,
The Zeros,
The Beau Brummels,
DJ Sneak,
Morten Harket,
Don Cherry,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Brass Construction,
Depeche Mode,
Jandek,
Grey Daturas,
Cymande,
The Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Basic Channel,
Whodini,
Kenny Larkin,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.