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 Monaco and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb 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 Motorama to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jeff Lynne,
the Swans,
Nik Kershaw,
kango's stein massive,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Birthday Party,
Erykah Badu,
The Black Dice,
Duran Duran,
Schoolly D,
The Gories,
Magazine,
Erasure,
Black Pus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Franke,
Yazoo,
Crime,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scan 7,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Doors,
Absolute Body Control,
The New Christs,
Ultra Naté,
The Seeds,
Cheater Slicks,
Roger Hodgson,
The Happenings,
Bobby Womack,
Los Fastidios,
E-Dancer,
Scrapy,
Joensuu 1685,
Yusef Lateef,
Simply Red,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Blues Magoos,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soulsonic Force,
Roxette,
Symarip,
Rufus Thomas,
Khruangbin,
The Sound,
Tom Boy,
The Star Department,
Dead Boys,
The Dirtbombs,
Nas,
Sex Pistols,
Ultravox,
Dawn Penn,
Desert Stars,
Warren Ellis,
Saccharine Trust,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grauzone,
Reagan Youth,
The Associates,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.