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 Korea South and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Index to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Janne Schatter,
Pagans,
Derrick Morgan,
kango's stein massive,
David Axelrod,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Absolute Body Control,
The Standells,
Cluster,
Oblivians,
Fat Boys,
Fear,
PIL,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marvin Gaye,
Bluetip,
Arthur Verocai,
The Sound,
Au Pairs,
the Human League,
Slave,
Junior Murvin,
Bauhaus,
Black Sheep,
Gichy Dan,
Ten City,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fuzztones,
Heaven 17,
Marc Almond,
Babytalk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Moon,
Shoche,
Soft Machine,
The Black Dice,
Skarface,
Robert Hood,
Rites of Spring,
Lee Hazlewood,
Interpol,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobby Sherman,
Groovy Waters,
Terry Callier,
Amazonics,
Sound Behaviour,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Swans,
H. Thieme,
Amon Düül II,
Royal Trux,
Television Personalities,
The Monochrome Set,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Faust,
Gang Gang Dance,
Crash Course in Science,
Robert Görl,
La Düsseldorf,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.