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 Burkina and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar 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 Sandy B to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Chrome,
The Cramps,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Underground Resistance,
Jerry's Kids,
Eric Dolphy,
U.S. Maple,
Lyres,
Charles Mingus,
The Evens,
The New Christs,
Scott Walker,
Minnie Riperton,
Magazine,
Silicon Teens,
Bobby Byrd,
Hasil Adkins,
Average White Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Roxy Music,
Gregory Isaacs,
New York Dolls,
Soulsonic Force,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Foxx,
Mission of Burma,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Star Department,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roger Hodgson,
Little Man,
Dead Boys,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scan 7,
Don Cherry,
Mandrill,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gabor Szabo,
Ice-T,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Zeros,
Alice Coltrane,
Patti Smith,
Joey Negro,
the Slits,
Motorama,
Wings,
Eddi Front,
Animal Collective,
The Standells,
Rhythm & Sound,
Godley & Creme,
Derrick May,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Y Pants,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.