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 Guinea and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 the Swans to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Newcleus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Surgeon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Loose Ends,
One Last Wish,
the Normal,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Litter,
Amon Düül,
Silicon Teens,
The Index,
Rites of Spring,
Franke,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ice-T,
Marvin Gaye,
Iggy Pop,
Cheater Slicks,
Echospace,
Chrome,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Radio Birdman,
Scion,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Quadrant,
Model 500,
June of 44,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter and Kerry,
Cecil Taylor,
Nik Kershaw,
Mad Mike,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soulsonic Force,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Underground Resistance,
the Association,
The Leaves,
Das Ding,
LL Cool J,
Moss Icon,
Roxette,
The Last Poets,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fatback Band,
The Selecter,
Tres Demented,
Maleditus Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nirvana,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Zero Boys,
The Buckinghams,
Index,
Anakelly,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.