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 Lesotho and from Winnipeg.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Interpol to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Marshall Jefferson,
T.S.O.L.,
Skaos,
Fugazi,
Motorama,
Lyres,
Magma,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Trojans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pulsallama,
Basic Channel,
Boogie Down Productions,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ossler,
Barclay James Harvest,
Letta Mbulu,
Carl Craig,
The Divine Comedy,
Soulsonic Force,
Television Personalities,
Inner City,
Gong,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Schoolly D,
The Moleskins,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Toasters,
Dual Sessions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Patti Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Vogues,
Model 500,
Rod Modell,
Blossom Toes,
Scott Walker,
The Sonics,
Main Source,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Blancmange,
The Invisible,
The Young Rascals,
Tubeway Army,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Brand Nubian,
Camberwell Now,
Bill Near,
Roger Hodgson,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Sherman,
Japan,
Pagans,
The Victims,
Graham Central Station,
Supertramp,
The Cowsills,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.