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 Montenegro and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sixth Finger to the grunge 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Bill Near,
Cheater Slicks,
Public Enemy,
JFA,
Deepchord,
Section 25,
The Birthday Party,
Subhumans,
Parry Music,
Average White Band,
Wings,
Robert Görl,
Little Man,
The Beau Brummels,
Idris Muhammad,
Bob Dylan,
Ohio Players,
Oneida,
Lower 48,
Urselle,
Oblivians,
Pulsallama,
Lyres,
Peter & Gordon,
DJ Style,
The Busters,
Funky Four + One,
Trumans Water,
Siglo XX,
Mr. Review,
Lightning Bolt,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Buzzcocks,
U.S. Maple,
Soft Machine,
Mo-Dettes,
Mandrill,
MC5,
The Modern Lovers,
Ludus,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jerry's Kids,
Frankie Knuckles,
La Düsseldorf,
Animal Collective,
The Mojo Men,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Barbara Tucker,
Ken Boothe,
Fela Kuti,
Roger Hodgson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Janne Schatter,
This Heat,
Technova,
The Associates,
Dead Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.