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 Bahrain and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
This Heat,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Moleskins,
Swell Maps,
Ludus,
Visage,
Ituana,
Outsiders,
Zero Boys,
Leonard Cohen,
Peter & Gordon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Mummies,
Au Pairs,
Scott Walker,
The Birthday Party,
Toni Rubio,
Radiohead,
Susan Cadogan,
Cybotron,
Swans,
Marc Almond,
Main Source,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jimmy McGriff,
Big Daddy Kane,
Godley & Creme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Loose Ends,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bill Near,
Althea and Donna,
Connie Case,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cameo,
Lucky Dragons,
The Black Dice,
Adolescents,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Toasters,
Blancmange,
Kas Product,
Panda Bear,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Glenn Branca,
Nik Kershaw,
Lou Christie,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Alarm Clocks,
Davy DMX,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sex Pistols,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fall,
Theoretical Girls,
Barry Ungar,
Banda Bassotti,
Minor Threat,
Eli Mardock,
The Associates,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.