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 Belgium and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Durutti Column to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Hashim,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
B.T. Express,
Spoonie Gee,
Cybotron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Donald Byrd,
Icehouse,
Delta 5,
Nick Fraelich,
Zapp,
Bad Manners,
The Motions,
Young Marble Giants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Slick Rick,
Eddi Front,
ABC,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wolf Eyes,
Flash Fearless,
The Names,
Scan 7,
Average White Band,
Mad Mike,
Avey Tare,
Main Source,
Grandmaster Flash,
Clear Light,
Pulsallama,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fuzztones,
Parry Music,
Soul Sonic Force,
Archie Shepp,
Warsaw,
Amon Düül II,
FM Einheit,
Section 25,
The Gladiators,
Tubeway Army,
Letta Mbulu,
Make Up,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Slits,
Von Mondo,
Fear,
Monolake,
Eve St. Jones,
Roy Ayers,
Darondo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
John Coltrane,
Marmalade,
Pagans,
Anthony Braxton,
Ten City,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.