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 Beijing.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 New Order to the electroclash 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Clear Light,
Nico,
Arcadia,
Sex Pistols,
The Count Five,
Fifty Foot Hose,
La Düsseldorf,
The Skatalites,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kerrie Biddell,
Goldenarms,
Audionom,
Al Stewart,
The Cowsills,
Stetsasonic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fear,
LL Cool J,
Nation of Ulysses,
Make Up,
Kaleidoscope,
Girls At Our Best!,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wire,
The Music Machine,
Donald Byrd,
Television,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soul II Soul,
R.M.O.,
Marc Almond,
The Monochrome Set,
James White and The Blacks,
Rapeman,
The Associates,
Buzzcocks,
Dawn Penn,
Minny Pops,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Panda Bear,
10cc,
Archie Shepp,
Fad Gadget,
Heaven 17,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Litter,
Qualms,
Moebius,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pulsallama,
David Bowie,
Livin' Joy,
Idris Muhammad,
The Seeds,
The Human League,
Circle Jerks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pantytec,
T.S.O.L.,
The Pretty Things,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.