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 Vanuatu 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Chris Corsano,
Rotary Connection,
The Knickerbockers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Monochrome Set,
The Leaves,
Sonic Youth,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Jawbox,
The Smiths,
The Slackers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Swell Maps,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fuzztones,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare,
Zero Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Audionom,
Tropical Tobacco,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mark Hollis,
World's Most,
These Immortal Souls,
The Dave Clark Five,
LL Cool J,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ultra Naté,
Babytalk,
John Holt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bush Tetras,
Agitation Free,
Sister Nancy,
The Sound,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Pretty Things,
Motorama,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soul II Soul,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nas,
Minny Pops,
The Moody Blues,
the Normal,
Tom Boy,
Moby Grape,
Lungfish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Harmonia,
Marine Girls,
Das Ding,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scratch Acid,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Half Japanese,
Desert Stars,
Slick Rick,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.