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 Zimbabwe and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dave Gahan to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
The Remains,
Maurizio,
Alphaville,
Roxette,
Radio Birdman,
The Residents,
New York Dolls,
The Real Kids,
The Grass Roots,
New Order,
Susan Cadogan,
Boogie Down Productions,
La Düsseldorf,
Dual Sessions,
Alton Ellis,
Fugazi,
Tom Boy,
Young Marble Giants,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultra Naté,
Goldenarms,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aloha Tigers,
The Standells,
Unrelated Segments,
Boz Scaggs,
The Gap Band,
The Seeds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Reagan Youth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lyres,
The Move,
The Names,
Jacob Miller,
The Fortunes,
Alice Coltrane,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Doors,
The Wake,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Moebius,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lou Reed,
Half Japanese,
The Evens,
The Durutti Column,
David Axelrod,
Nirvana,
Bobby Womack,
Interpol,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Make Up,
The Misunderstood,
The Busters,
Lalann,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Liliput,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.