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 Saudi Arabia and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Kas Product to the techno 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
This Heat,
Wire,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
June of 44,
Easy Going,
Maurizio,
EPMD,
The Stooges,
The Shadows of Knight,
Brass Construction,
Schoolly D,
Rotary Connection,
Tomorrow,
Chrome,
LL Cool J,
Silicon Teens,
Bobby Byrd,
The Five Americans,
Mission of Burma,
Drexciya,
Arab on Radar,
The Skatalites,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Residents,
Mr. Review,
Robert Hood,
U.S. Maple,
Lalann,
Lou Christie,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jawbox,
Tears for Fears,
Moby Grape,
Gang Green,
Tubeway Army,
Marvin Gaye,
Basic Channel,
cv313,
Hasil Adkins,
Sällskapet,
Deakin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rod Modell,
Television,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Chris Corsano,
Sarah Menescal,
Reuben Wilson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mars,
Liliput,
Bauhaus,
Boredoms,
Sonic Youth,
Joyce Sims,
The Invisible,
Procol Harum,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ronnie Foster,
Metal Thangz,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.