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 Greece and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Rites of Spring,
Roxette,
Ultravox,
Derrick May,
Pole,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fall,
Reagan Youth,
Chrome,
a-ha,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Fania All-Stars,
Hardrive,
Animal Collective,
Parry Music,
Bang On A Can,
The Pop Group,
The Happenings,
Kenny Larkin,
The Names,
Zero Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
Crash Course in Science,
Fear,
Sällskapet,
Roxy Music,
Excepter,
Adolescents,
Glenn Branca,
Tomorrow,
The Toasters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Quando Quango,
Patti Smith,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Reuben Wilson,
Monolake,
Ice-T,
E-Dancer,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Moleskins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DJ Sneak,
Ludus,
Cal Tjader,
The Mojo Men,
Mark Hollis,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wally Richardson,
The Offenders,
One Last Wish,
Cheater Slicks,
In Retrospect,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Silicon Teens,
Nirvana,
Eddi Front,
Black Sheep,
Minor Threat,
Desert Stars,
Ituana,
Faraquet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.