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 Azerbaijan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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 Gap Band,
Agent Orange,
B.T. Express,
Toni Rubio,
The Cure,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Martian,
Fugazi,
Von Mondo,
Essential Logic,
Icehouse,
The Skatalites,
The Birthday Party,
Dark Day,
Black Moon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Average White Band,
Alphaville,
Erasure,
Sällskapet,
Derrick May,
Saccharine Trust,
Ronan,
The Sonics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Malaria!,
Half Japanese,
Dawn Penn,
Nik Kershaw,
Stiv Bators,
The Smiths,
ABC,
Banda Bassotti,
Loose Ends,
JFA,
New Order,
Ohio Players,
Boz Scaggs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Amon Düül,
Radiopuhelimet,
Amon Düül II,
Sparks,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Reed,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
Los Fastidios,
Flipper,
Chris & Cosey,
Crooked Eye,
The Standells,
Wasted Youth,
The Neon Judgement,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Section 25,
Organ,
Dave Gahan,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.