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 Togo and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Hoover to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Martian. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Danielle Patucci,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Steve Hackett,
Pantytec,
Josef K,
Terry Callier,
These Immortal Souls,
Y Pants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Doors,
Brand Nubian,
Lucky Dragons,
Goldenarms,
The Divine Comedy,
Sex Pistols,
ABC,
The Beau Brummels,
Echospace,
Urselle,
Qualms,
The Durutti Column,
Angry Samoans,
The Golliwogs,
Aural Exciters,
Barbara Tucker,
Chris Corsano,
Deakin,
Arab on Radar,
Darondo,
Sparks,
Glenn Branca,
Gang Starr,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Invisible,
Marine Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ten City,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Procol Harum,
Lalo Schifrin,
Quadrant,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiohead,
Sun City Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
China Crisis,
Max Romeo,
The Motions,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bootsy Collins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Victims,
Sonic Youth,
Nick Fraelich,
Slave,
Dave Gahan,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.