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 East Timor and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 The Moleskins 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
The Remains,
Fatback Band,
Supertramp,
La Düsseldorf,
Aloha Tigers,
Archie Shepp,
Popol Vuh,
Gang of Four,
Kerrie Biddell,
Matthew Halsall,
Spoonie Gee,
These Immortal Souls,
Oblivians,
cv313,
Kas Product,
Derrick Morgan,
In Retrospect,
Guru Guru,
David McCallum,
Harry Pussy,
The New Christs,
Aswad,
Bauhaus,
Icehouse,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Zapp,
Youth Brigade,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Clear Light,
Sparks,
Ohio Players,
Morten Harket,
Groovy Waters,
Fela Kuti,
David Axelrod,
The Gories,
Stiv Bators,
Brass Construction,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Mummies,
The Stooges,
Blake Baxter,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Searchers,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Slits,
Marshall Jefferson,
Young Marble Giants,
Maurizio,
The Blues Magoos,
Bang On A Can,
Kurtis Blow,
The Durutti Column,
Tommy Roe,
Matthew Bourne,
the Bar-Kays,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fluxion,
The Leaves,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.