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 Colombia and from Milan.
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 Lille and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Magma to the grime 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Visage,
The Names,
Roxette,
Tres Demented,
John Cale,
Boz Scaggs,
Gabor Szabo,
Yellowson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cymande,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Monochrome Set,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Talk Talk,
Soul Sonic Force,
Silicon Teens,
Matthew Halsall,
Amon Düül II,
The Neon Judgement,
Heaven 17,
Half Japanese,
The Fugs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aloha Tigers,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Moleskins,
The Sonics,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Dave Clark Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rites of Spring,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roy Ayers,
Television Personalities,
The Durutti Column,
Deadbeat,
The Gap Band,
Ultra Naté,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Beau Brummels,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sound,
Avey Tare,
Alton Ellis,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Outsiders,
Monks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nirvana,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bush Tetras,
Animal Collective,
The Angels of Light,
Reagan Youth,
Sugar Minott,
The Smoke,
Fugazi,
Roxy Music,
B.T. Express,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.