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 Norway and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin 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 The Leaves to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
DJ Sneak,
Kas Product,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Terry Callier,
Howard Jones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
X-102,
Can,
EPMD,
The Moody Blues,
Dennis Brown,
Sonic Youth,
Niagra,
Connie Case,
Ludus,
B.T. Express,
Isaac Hayes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Monolake,
Todd Rundgren,
the Association,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
R.M.O.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Charles Mingus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Durutti Column,
MC5,
Pet Shop Boys,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mark Hollis,
Lindisfarne,
Lyres,
Urselle,
Grandmaster Flash,
Donald Byrd,
Sound Behaviour,
Unrelated Segments,
Talk Talk,
Brass Construction,
Silicon Teens,
The Buckinghams,
Yellowson,
Gabor Szabo,
Joe Smooth,
Pierre Henry,
Swell Maps,
Scientists,
The Zeros,
kango's stein massive,
Camouflage,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Warren Ellis,
Fela Kuti,
U.S. Maple,
H. Thieme,
Sexual Harrassment,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Searchers,
Tears for Fears,
The Cure,
Scott Walker,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.