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 Denmark and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 China Crisis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Dave Gahan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Quadrant,
Kurtis Blow,
David McCallum,
Loose Ends,
Supertramp,
The Evens,
Deakin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Delta 5,
Q and Not U,
Swell Maps,
The Names,
One Last Wish,
Lalo Schifrin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Human League,
Traffic Nightmare,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Surgeon,
The Standells,
Das Ding,
Fluxion,
Eve St. Jones,
Jacob Miller,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultimate Spinach,
Thompson Twins,
Kayak,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jeru the Damaja,
Juan Atkins,
The Saints,
Duran Duran,
Neu!,
Aswad,
Blossom Toes,
Franke,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Searchers,
Flash Fearless,
Electric Prunes,
Heaven 17,
Nas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cameo,
Lungfish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Angels of Light,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
John Lydon,
Rosa Yemen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Blackbyrds,
The Cramps,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ice-T,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sound,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.