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 Croatia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Basic Channel to the crunk 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Glambeats Corp.,
Section 25,
Desert Stars,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Reed,
Nico,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Moleskins,
Shoche,
Tears for Fears,
Eric Dolphy,
Davy DMX,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Sherman,
Unrelated Segments,
Judy Mowatt,
The Divine Comedy,
Cal Tjader,
The Count Five,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Public Image Ltd.,
The New Christs,
Tim Buckley,
Rod Modell,
Livin' Joy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DNA,
Al Stewart,
Saccharine Trust,
Animal Collective,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jacques Brel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lindisfarne,
Monolake,
Severed Heads,
Slave,
Leonard Cohen,
The Leaves,
Symarip,
Q and Not U,
John Foxx,
DJ Style,
Gang Starr,
The Mojo Men,
Massinfluence,
Danielle Patucci,
Arthur Verocai,
Iggy Pop,
China Crisis,
Technova,
Minny Pops,
Thompson Twins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lou Christie,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Vogues,
Bobby Byrd,
Unwound,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.