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 Switzerland 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Procol Harum,
La Düsseldorf,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Basic Channel,
Marc Almond,
Model 500,
Essential Logic,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Barrington Levy,
Eric Dolphy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Index,
Barry Ungar,
The Associates,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Vogues,
a-ha,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fortunes,
Anakelly,
Tubeway Army,
K-Klass,
Prince Buster,
Ultravox,
Little Man,
Ultimate Spinach,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Janne Schatter,
Warsaw,
UT,
Mission of Burma,
Black Flag,
Das Ding,
Fatback Band,
Los Fastidios,
The Evens,
Skaos,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soft Machine,
the Human League,
Delon & Dalcan,
Monks,
Anthony Braxton,
Jerry Gold Smith,
One Last Wish,
Lindisfarne,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Motions,
Morten Harket,
The Red Krayola,
Gerry Rafferty,
Porter Ricks,
Bobby Byrd,
Tim Buckley,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.