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 Philippines and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Raincoats to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Normal,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rosa Yemen,
The Moody Blues,
Althea and Donna,
Gang Green,
Crime,
Rakim,
Funky Four + One,
Stockholm Monsters,
David Axelrod,
UT,
The Tremeloes,
Bad Manners,
Pere Ubu,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Yazoo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jawbox,
Stetsasonic,
The Fugs,
Dual Sessions,
Vainqueur,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pulsallama,
R.M.O.,
Johnny Clarke,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Star Department,
Country Joe & The Fish,
James White and The Blacks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Fuzztones,
Dead Boys,
Quantec,
Main Source,
Liliput,
The Walker Brothers,
Aural Exciters,
Infiniti,
Howard Jones,
Symarip,
Juan Atkins,
The Names,
John Foxx,
Minnie Riperton,
Tom Boy,
Audionom,
Dark Day,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Vladislav Delay,
Pylon,
Danielle Patucci,
Maurizio,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.