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 Denmark and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare 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 The Residents to the punk 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Remains,
Pet Shop Boys,
Idris Muhammad,
James White and The Blacks,
Vainqueur,
Sun City Girls,
48th St. Collective,
Interpol,
Godley & Creme,
Joensuu 1685,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joey Negro,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lalo Schifrin,
F. McDonald,
Swell Maps,
The Walker Brothers,
Minor Threat,
Slick Rick,
Sparks,
Cluster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pagans,
Aloha Tigers,
Duran Duran,
the Association,
Popol Vuh,
The Birthday Party,
Deadbeat,
Average White Band,
R.M.O.,
The Saints,
Chris Corsano,
the Human League,
Graham Central Station,
Ohio Players,
Adolescents,
Derrick Morgan,
Surgeon,
The Leaves,
Mark Hollis,
John Foxx,
Bobby Sherman,
The Associates,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Amon Düül II,
The Offenders,
The Stooges,
Rhythm & Sound,
Essential Logic,
The Moody Blues,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
June of 44,
Pulsallama,
Organ,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grandmaster Flash,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hot Snakes,
The Star Department,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.