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 Tajikistan and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sarah Menescal to the punk 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Loose Ends,
The Kinks,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Vogues,
The Birthday Party,
Magma,
Aaron Thompson,
Byron Stingily,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rapeman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gun Club,
Lower 48,
Mission of Burma,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Maleditus Sound,
Mandrill,
Cymande,
X-102,
Popol Vuh,
Hoover,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Reed,
Donny Hathaway,
Mantronix,
Black Bananas,
Duran Duran,
The Electric Prunes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
CMW,
B.T. Express,
Monolake,
Brand Nubian,
Soft Cell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cheater Slicks,
The Move,
Guru Guru,
Talk Talk,
The Monks,
Second Layer,
Marvin Gaye,
Sarah Menescal,
Dave Gahan,
Toni Rubio,
Anthony Braxton,
Ice-T,
X-Ray Spex,
Massinfluence,
Parry Music,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tears for Fears,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Red Krayola,
Soulsonic Force,
Television,
Dawn Penn,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.