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 Peru and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes 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 cv313 to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Bluetip,
Monolake,
Iggy Pop,
Dark Day,
Basic Channel,
Swell Maps,
La Düsseldorf,
Chris & Cosey,
Juan Atkins,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Index,
Amon Düül II,
Q65,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Reagan Youth,
Suburban Knight,
Ultimate Spinach,
DNA,
Negative Approach,
Slick Rick,
the Bar-Kays,
Half Japanese,
Davy DMX,
Depeche Mode,
Blossom Toes,
Eden Ahbez,
Ultravox,
the Soft Cell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lungfish,
Yaz,
Black Bananas,
Toni Rubio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Motions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Flag,
Kas Product,
Reuben Wilson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Section 25,
Wasted Youth,
Grey Daturas,
Warren Ellis,
The Litter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Victims,
Camouflage,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Derrick Morgan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Panda Bear,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.