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 Japan and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Public Image Ltd. to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Charles Mingus,
Moebius,
Rakim,
The Gap Band,
Dave Gahan,
Ituana,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Patti Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Selecter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soft Machine,
Swans,
Panda Bear,
The Blackbyrds,
Ten City,
Funky Four + One,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Buzzcocks,
The Trojans,
China Crisis,
Bill Wells,
This Heat,
John Holt,
48th St. Collective,
Thompson Twins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crispy Ambulance,
Youth Brigade,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Maurizio,
Clear Light,
Crash Course in Science,
Whodini,
Schoolly D,
Sight & Sound,
Scion,
Roger Hodgson,
Scan 7,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
FM Einheit,
The American Breed,
Magazine,
The Gun Club,
Simply Red,
Cluster,
Godley & Creme,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tres Demented,
Alice Coltrane,
Lebanon Hanover,
T. Rex,
Frankie Knuckles,
X-101,
Terry Callier,
Boogie Down Productions,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.