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 Azerbaijan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Grass Roots to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
A Certain Ratio,
Sarah Menescal,
Wasted Youth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kerrie Biddell,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Loose Ends,
the Bar-Kays,
Grey Daturas,
Second Layer,
Chris Corsano,
Intrusion,
The Associates,
Flash Fearless,
Visage,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Minnie Riperton,
Agent Orange,
John Holt,
Michelle Simonal,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
James White and The Blacks,
Roxy Music,
The Seeds,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pet Shop Boys,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fire Engines,
Matthew Halsall,
Rosa Yemen,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cluster,
Royal Trux,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bang On A Can,
T. Rex,
Yusef Lateef,
Desert Stars,
Gabor Szabo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sandy B,
Y Pants,
Erykah Badu,
Sällskapet,
The Zeros,
Black Pus,
The Standells,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Althea and Donna,
Cybotron,
Unrelated Segments,
Faust,
The Doobie Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Brick,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jacob Miller,
Cheater Slicks,
Sight & Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.