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 Liberia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron 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?
Hasil Adkins,
Popol Vuh,
Soft Machine,
The Modern Lovers,
Grauzone,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Happenings,
The Count Five,
Iggy Pop,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobby Womack,
The Fall,
Toni Rubio,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Leaves,
Mad Mike,
Sister Nancy,
Alison Limerick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Make Up,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Basic Channel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fuzztones,
Aswad,
Eurythmics,
cv313,
Marcia Griffiths,
Howard Jones,
New Order,
Lakeside,
Minor Threat,
Isaac Hayes,
Subhumans,
The Standells,
Don Cherry,
Skarface,
Rod Modell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alton Ellis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Public Enemy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Avey Tare,
OOIOO,
Jandek,
Q65,
Mars,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Yaz,
New Age Steppers,
CMW,
MC5,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Minnie Riperton,
Guru Guru,
Blossom Toes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Harmonia,
Average White Band,
Masters at Work,
The Gladiators,
Surgeon,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.