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 United Kingdom and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Lou Reed to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Sight & Sound,
Sun Ra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mantronix,
Mark Hollis,
FM Einheit,
Grauzone,
Barry Ungar,
Masters at Work,
John Foxx,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brick,
Joy Division,
Ultra Naté,
Avey Tare,
The Wake,
Fatback Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Offenders,
Eric Copeland,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Slits,
the Soft Cell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Moebius,
Neu!,
Smog,
Cluster,
Bauhaus,
Danielle Patucci,
LL Cool J,
Monks,
Lungfish,
CMW,
Siglo XX,
Faraquet,
Surgeon,
Oneida,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Maleditus Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Deakin,
Peter & Gordon,
Grey Daturas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mr. Review,
Yellowson,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Kinks,
Hashim,
Parry Music,
Sarah Menescal,
Alton Ellis,
Crash Course in Science,
Johnny Osbourne,
Visage,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.