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 Antigua 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Echospace to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Ronan 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 rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Amon Düül,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Reagan Youth,
The Durutti Column,
Y Pants,
Eric Copeland,
The Blackbyrds,
Boredoms,
Deadbeat,
The Moody Blues,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Can,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sex Pistols,
Don Cherry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mission of Burma,
Wire,
Babytalk,
Pulsallama,
CMW,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dead Boys,
Index,
Juan Atkins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mandrill,
Livin' Joy,
Au Pairs,
Quadrant,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mark Hollis,
D'Angelo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Zero Boys,
Shuggie Otis,
Niagra,
the Association,
A Certain Ratio,
Country Teasers,
The Move,
Eddi Front,
Alphaville,
Scrapy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joyce Sims,
Marcia Griffiths,
Saccharine Trust,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bobby Womack,
The Smoke,
E-Dancer,
Marc Almond,
Lightning Bolt,
Gang Starr,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gichy Dan,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.