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 Senegal and from London.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar 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 10cc to the rap 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kevin Saunderson,
UT,
Oblivians,
Monolake,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barclay James Harvest,
Main Source,
Basic Channel,
Massinfluence,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nick Fraelich,
The Sound,
K-Klass,
Swans,
Loose Ends,
Mars,
The Birthday Party,
Janne Schatter,
Dawn Penn,
The Modern Lovers,
Gang Starr,
Excepter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Connie Case,
Harmonia,
Roxy Music,
the Bar-Kays,
June of 44,
Gichy Dan,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Goldenarms,
Ponytail,
Negative Approach,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jandek,
Clear Light,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
E-Dancer,
Sight & Sound,
Au Pairs,
T.S.O.L.,
Eden Ahbez,
Gong,
Underground Resistance,
Godley & Creme,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bobby Byrd,
One Last Wish,
Brick,
Buzzcocks,
Malaria!,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.