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 Romania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare 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 L. Decosne to the dance 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
The Buckinghams,
Danielle Patucci,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glambeats Corp.,
Blancmange,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ten City,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Smiths,
Pagans,
Jawbox,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Unrelated Segments,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Blackbyrds,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eurythmics,
Alison Limerick,
Tommy Roe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lightning Bolt,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Joensuu 1685,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kerri Chandler,
The Vogues,
X-Ray Spex,
R.M.O.,
Grauzone,
Mark Hollis,
Visage,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lyres,
Jeff Mills,
Hardrive,
Goldenarms,
The Mummies,
Chris Corsano,
Bill Near,
Graham Central Station,
Camberwell Now,
Amon Düül II,
John Foxx,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pantaleimon,
Todd Rundgren,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joey Negro,
Mr. Review,
The Motions,
Sarah Menescal,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Monochrome Set,
Charles Mingus,
The Birthday Party,
Monolake,
Severed Heads,
Adolescents,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Motorama,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.