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 Djibouti and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 New York Dolls to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Leonard Cohen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Audionom,
Crime,
Ossler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Neu!,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Vainqueur,
The Pretty Things,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dave Gahan,
Public Enemy,
The Five Americans,
T. Rex,
Monolake,
Josef K,
Chrome,
Radiohead,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nico,
The Tremeloes,
The Monks,
Sight & Sound,
Brass Construction,
Danielle Patucci,
UT,
John Foxx,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Althea and Donna,
Fugazi,
Underground Resistance,
The Black Dice,
Bang On A Can,
Dead Boys,
The Modern Lovers,
Michelle Simonal,
Chris Corsano,
Swans,
Lucky Dragons,
Blancmange,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Panda Bear,
Organ,
Angry Samoans,
10cc,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Sherman,
Intrusion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Prince Buster,
Lalann,
B.T. Express,
Japan,
X-102,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Peter & Gordon,
Easy Going,
Siglo XX,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.