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 Romania and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
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 harpsichord 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
X-102,
Moss Icon,
Barbara Tucker,
Qualms,
Erasure,
Sly & The Family Stone,
John Cale,
Heaven 17,
Aloha Tigers,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Real Kids,
Man Parrish,
Fugazi,
Essential Logic,
Banda Bassotti,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Khruangbin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pere Ubu,
Visage,
Graham Central Station,
The Remains,
Buzzcocks,
MC5,
The Slits,
Eddi Front,
Scratch Acid,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Judy Mowatt,
Outsiders,
Theoretical Girls,
John Foxx,
Marc Almond,
Cecil Taylor,
Quadrant,
The Pretty Things,
The Human League,
The Buckinghams,
Oneida,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Swans,
Country Teasers,
Rekid,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cowsills,
Joyce Sims,
The Five Americans,
The Gap Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Barry Ungar,
the Bar-Kays,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cal Tjader,
Groovy Waters,
Fatback Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Andrew Hill,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.