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 Germany 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mantronix to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
World's Most,
Scan 7,
Maleditus Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marvin Gaye,
Symarip,
the Soft Cell,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Association,
Bobby Byrd,
Leonard Cohen,
Skriet,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fat Boys,
Scratch Acid,
CMW,
Cameo,
Visage,
Boredoms,
Babytalk,
Qualms,
Kool Moe Dee,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Knickerbockers,
the Human League,
Judy Mowatt,
Tommy Roe,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jawbox,
L. Decosne,
Aural Exciters,
Youth Brigade,
Darondo,
Animal Collective,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Zeros,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jacob Miller,
Gastr Del Sol,
Saccharine Trust,
Nas,
The Invisible,
Bauhaus,
The Music Machine,
The Toasters,
Hasil Adkins,
Erykah Badu,
Dead Boys,
the Slits,
JFA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Moleskins,
Infiniti,
Desert Stars,
The Young Rascals,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.