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 Paraguay and from Mexico City.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bob Dylan to the jazz 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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
John Foxx,
Rhythm & Sound,
Chrome,
Deakin,
Bill Wells,
Amazonics,
Joey Negro,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mary Jane Girls,
A Certain Ratio,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Starr,
Theoretical Girls,
Lower 48,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Smiths,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jerry's Kids,
Brass Construction,
Scion,
The Techniques,
Heaven 17,
The Birthday Party,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Angels of Light,
The Stooges,
Kurtis Blow,
New Order,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Flamin' Groovies,
Flipper,
The Searchers,
Cecil Taylor,
Alice Coltrane,
Yazoo,
Roger Hodgson,
Scratch Acid,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
K-Klass,
Jawbox,
Roy Ayers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pantytec,
The Cramps,
the Association,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Sherman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Blues Magoos,
Depeche Mode,
The Mojo Men,
Das Ding,
Y Pants,
Niagra,
Soul II Soul,
Danielle Patucci,
Anakelly,
Al Stewart,
Jacques Brel,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.