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 Taiwan and from Milan.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cluster to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
F. McDonald,
Supertramp,
Piero Umiliani,
Ultra Naté,
Urselle,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cowsills,
Barclay James Harvest,
Brick,
Soul II Soul,
Althea and Donna,
Throbbing Gristle,
David Axelrod,
The Red Krayola,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Durutti Column,
Metal Thangz,
Minny Pops,
The Mummies,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Sonics,
8 Eyed Spy,
Alphaville,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Audionom,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bad Manners,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Slave,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Walker Brothers,
The Techniques,
Nas,
Joy Division,
The Evens,
Neu!,
The Music Machine,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Black Dice,
Outsiders,
China Crisis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eddi Front,
EPMD,
Hot Snakes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Patti Smith,
Camberwell Now,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ludus,
Inner City,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Five Americans,
Marc Almond,
The Young Rascals,
Ronnie Foster,
Bizarre Inc.,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.