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 Venezuela and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Heaven 17 to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobby Sherman,
Echospace,
The J.B.'s,
Reuben Wilson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Shadows of Knight,
Carl Craig,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skarface,
Section 25,
Agitation Free,
Zero Boys,
Jeff Mills,
Brothers Johnson,
Blossom Toes,
the Slits,
Stiv Bators,
Ossler,
Sonic Youth,
Oblivians,
In Retrospect,
Aaron Thompson,
Pagans,
The Raincoats,
Andrew Hill,
Ornette Coleman,
Adolescents,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Iggy Pop,
Glambeats Corp.,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Reed,
New Order,
Loose Ends,
Reagan Youth,
The Gories,
The Modern Lovers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Youth Brigade,
Depeche Mode,
Lalann,
Jeff Lynne,
The Slackers,
Soft Cell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pylon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dead Boys,
Camouflage,
A Certain Ratio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fatback Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.