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 Czech Republic and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Popol Vuh to the crunk 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
World's Most,
Kaleidoscope,
The Standells,
Arab on Radar,
Black Flag,
48th St. Collective,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Magazine,
Dawn Penn,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Moody Blues,
Gichy Dan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
CMW,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Arthur Verocai,
The Evens,
Panda Bear,
Juan Atkins,
U.S. Maple,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Count Five,
The Misunderstood,
Lower 48,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Byrd,
Gong,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Saints,
The Tremeloes,
The Beau Brummels,
Chris Corsano,
Flipper,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Leonard Cohen,
Basic Channel,
Robert Görl,
The Dirtbombs,
Black Sheep,
The Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Barbara Tucker,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultra Naté,
MC5,
Tears for Fears,
The Flesh Eaters,
Franke,
Warsaw,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Warren Ellis,
Fad Gadget,
Mars,
Cameo,
Jacob Miller,
Delta 5,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.