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 Swaziland and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet 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 Toni Rubio to the punk 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
MC5,
Heaven 17,
Yazoo,
Dead Boys,
Lyres,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barbara Tucker,
X-101,
Scott Walker,
Suicide,
The Zeros,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Altered Images,
Skarface,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Flipper,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Association,
Supertramp,
Black Sheep,
The Gap Band,
Deepchord,
Sam Rivers,
The Mojo Men,
Jesper Dahlback,
Icehouse,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Echospace,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Public Enemy,
Cal Tjader,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Knickerbockers,
New Age Steppers,
The Five Americans,
Sound Behaviour,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cecil Taylor,
Tears for Fears,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Susan Cadogan,
Crooked Eye,
Faust,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Underground Resistance,
Terrestrial Tones,
Brand Nubian,
The Velvet Underground,
Infiniti,
Wolf Eyes,
L. Decosne,
Unwound,
Alice Coltrane,
Godley & Creme,
The Techniques,
Minnie Riperton,
Severed Heads,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.