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 Oman and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Radiohead to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Panda Bear,
Matthew Bourne,
Stiv Bators,
Tears for Fears,
Sun Ra,
Arcadia,
Alphaville,
Alton Ellis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Livin' Joy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Warren Ellis,
Cal Tjader,
Los Fastidios,
Aswad,
Kas Product,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Red Krayola,
Eric Copeland,
The Real Kids,
Joe Smooth,
Dave Gahan,
Susan Cadogan,
LL Cool J,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Alarm Clocks,
Drive Like Jehu,
James White and The Blacks,
Donald Byrd,
The Stooges,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Von Mondo,
Dawn Penn,
Babytalk,
Skarface,
Davy DMX,
Man Parrish,
Theoretical Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ossler,
Neil Young,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Al Stewart,
Jawbox,
Aural Exciters,
The Dirtbombs,
Barry Ungar,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bauhaus,
the Human League,
Rosa Yemen,
The Star Department,
This Heat,
Glenn Branca,
T.S.O.L.,
Niagra,
The Mojo Men,
Black Flag,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.