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 Panama and from Madrid.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Move,
The United States of America,
Bluetip,
R.M.O.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jeff Lynne,
Stetsasonic,
The Smoke,
Rekid,
Gang Green,
Nik Kershaw,
Pere Ubu,
The Slackers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camouflage,
Arcadia,
Mr. Review,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Monolake,
The Busters,
ABC,
Hardrive,
Soft Machine,
Lakeside,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sonic Youth,
Arthur Verocai,
David Bowie,
Suicide,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Porter Ricks,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Slits,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Brass Construction,
Thee Headcoats,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Masters at Work,
Visage,
Main Source,
Archie Shepp,
Eric Dolphy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Junior Murvin,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fuzztones,
Toni Rubio,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gladiators,
Terrestrial Tones,
Arab on Radar,
The Smiths,
Niagra,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Chris & Cosey,
cv313,
Little Man,
Supertramp,
Qualms,
Sarah Menescal,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.