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 Suriname and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Gichy Dan,
John Cale,
Skarface,
Massinfluence,
John Foxx,
Section 25,
Ornette Coleman,
kango's stein massive,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ten City,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sound Behaviour,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Steve Hackett,
Arab on Radar,
The Move,
Lungfish,
Gabor Szabo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Max Romeo,
Newcleus,
Toni Rubio,
Faraquet,
Aaron Thompson,
Agent Orange,
Throbbing Gristle,
Funky Four + One,
Arthur Verocai,
Quando Quango,
Pierre Henry,
Make Up,
Crash Course in Science,
Kevin Saunderson,
48th St. Collective,
Shuggie Otis,
La Düsseldorf,
Jacob Miller,
Blancmange,
The Angels of Light,
Ossler,
Mars,
The Wake,
Spandau Ballet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Metal Thangz,
Wally Richardson,
Animal Collective,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Buckinghams,
Bronski Beat,
The Associates,
The Gladiators,
Quantec,
Blossom Toes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Cure,
The Knickerbockers,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.