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 Andorra and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro 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 New Order to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
OOIOO,
Royal Trux,
The Smoke,
Ronan,
The Happenings,
Eddi Front,
Public Image Ltd.,
Outsiders,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gichy Dan,
Alphaville,
Circle Jerks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Smog,
Basic Channel,
The Wake,
Silicon Teens,
Adolescents,
The Alarm Clocks,
Harmonia,
The Martian,
Wally Richardson,
Accadde A,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Michelle Simonal,
In Retrospect,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joey Negro,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Alton Ellis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Suburban Knight,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marc Almond,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bronski Beat,
Erasure,
Deakin,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Buzzcocks,
Shoche,
The Red Krayola,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pantytec,
Bobby Womack,
Schoolly D,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lou Reed,
The Monks,
Q65,
The Associates,
The Kinks,
Sällskapet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Trumans Water,
The Durutti Column,
Janne Schatter,
Visage,
Urselle,
Arab on Radar,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.