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 Cambodia and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin 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 Brick to the funk 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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Japan,
Von Mondo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
In Retrospect,
Frankie Knuckles,
Goldenarms,
Lower 48,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Model 500,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Sonics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Darondo,
Marcia Griffiths,
cv313,
Subhumans,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gong,
Barbara Tucker,
Essential Logic,
Vladislav Delay,
Todd Rundgren,
The Monochrome Set,
Henry Cow,
Heaven 17,
kango's stein massive,
The Wake,
The Star Department,
Blancmange,
John Cale,
The Zeros,
Eric Dolphy,
The Names,
Crispian St. Peters,
Buzzcocks,
Ludus,
Rekid,
Echospace,
Jacob Miller,
Isaac Hayes,
The Electric Prunes,
Marine Girls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jawbox,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Pop Group,
Moss Icon,
Aural Exciters,
The Sonics,
Fatback Band,
Agent Orange,
Wally Richardson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Shuggie Otis,
The Velvet Underground,
The Last Poets,
Anthony Braxton,
Harmonia,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.