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 Vietnam and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin 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 CMW to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Panda Bear,
Sixth Finger,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marmalade,
Adolescents,
Niagra,
The Smoke,
Silicon Teens,
Ludus,
New Order,
Monks,
Alphaville,
Lebanon Hanover,
cv313,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Siglo XX,
Marvin Gaye,
Liliput,
Tres Demented,
Grey Daturas,
The Techniques,
Icehouse,
Toni Rubio,
Swell Maps,
Eric Copeland,
Cybotron,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Arab on Radar,
Bill Wells,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Aural Exciters,
B.T. Express,
Minnie Riperton,
Loose Ends,
Make Up,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dark Day,
Yusef Lateef,
David McCallum,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Matthew Halsall,
Masters at Work,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ituana,
Altered Images,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gong,
Deepchord,
Sun City Girls,
Average White Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fall,
Cheater Slicks,
Glenn Branca,
Cecil Taylor,
Rotary Connection,
Grauzone,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.