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 Ireland and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Amon Düül II to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Crime,
The Evens,
Terrestrial Tones,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gun Club,
Ponytail,
Andrew Hill,
E-Dancer,
Dual Sessions,
The Gories,
CMW,
Yusef Lateef,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Harmonia,
Absolute Body Control,
Franke,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lakeside,
Sex Pistols,
Mad Mike,
Sarah Menescal,
Ken Boothe,
Donny Hathaway,
Janne Schatter,
Magazine,
Accadde A,
Slave,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Flipper,
Black Flag,
Letta Mbulu,
The Wake,
Glenn Branca,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
R.M.O.,
Slick Rick,
Newcleus,
ABBA,
Jacob Miller,
Parry Music,
The Fire Engines,
Junior Murvin,
Cybotron,
Kas Product,
The Slackers,
Scion,
Soft Cell,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Con Funk Shun,
Kool Moe Dee,
Clear Light,
Public Image Ltd.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sister Nancy,
The Birthday Party,
Japan,
PIL,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.