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 Copenhagen.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Sun Ra to the rock 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Lindisfarne,
Warren Ellis,
Popol Vuh,
Neil Young,
the Soft Cell,
Ohio Players,
Brick,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brass Construction,
the Swans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scrapy,
The Count Five,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tubeway Army,
Max Romeo,
Cameo,
Black Moon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Star Department,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Peter & Gordon,
Wire,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wolf Eyes,
Kerri Chandler,
Barrington Levy,
The Leaves,
The Standells,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Alice Coltrane,
Deakin,
The Alarm Clocks,
Black Flag,
Sarah Menescal,
Judy Mowatt,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Leonard Cohen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Schoolly D,
Marshall Jefferson,
Skriet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rosa Yemen,
Banda Bassotti,
Stetsasonic,
Wasted Youth,
Silicon Teens,
Peter and Kerry,
LL Cool J,
Qualms,
Gang Green,
Chrome,
Oneida,
Pylon,
Make Up,
Ornette Coleman,
Roy Ayers,
Jeff Mills,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.