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 Romania and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Patti Smith to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
EPMD,
Susan Cadogan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ludus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Frankie Knuckles,
David McCallum,
Nick Fraelich,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rufus Thomas,
Joe Finger,
Lalann,
Soul II Soul,
The Gap Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Scan 7,
The Moleskins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Visage,
Wolf Eyes,
The Raincoats,
Index,
Laurel Aitken,
James White and The Blacks,
Absolute Body Control,
Qualms,
Warsaw,
Ronan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Throbbing Gristle,
Kas Product,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mad Mike,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Christie,
The Pretty Things,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joe Smooth,
Smog,
The Barracudas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Patti Smith,
Camouflage,
The Doobie Brothers,
Accadde A,
Kaleidoscope,
The J.B.'s,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Swans,
Lee Hazlewood,
Surgeon,
Goldenarms,
Sugar Minott,
The Divine Comedy,
Moss Icon,
The Grass Roots,
The Fire Engines,
Liliput,
One Last Wish,
Connie Case,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.