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 Tunisia and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Public Image Ltd. to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angry Samoans,
Porter Ricks,
Rod Modell,
Television Personalities,
Magazine,
Robert Hood,
Bauhaus,
Sexual Harrassment,
Little Man,
Unrelated Segments,
the Germs,
Ice-T,
Flash Fearless,
Model 500,
Avey Tare,
Rotary Connection,
Thee Headcoats,
The Doors,
Lou Christie,
Thompson Twins,
The Raincoats,
Nik Kershaw,
Jerry's Kids,
David McCallum,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ten City,
Warren Ellis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Heaven 17,
Toni Rubio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Althea and Donna,
The Walker Brothers,
The Red Krayola,
Jandek,
Crooked Eye,
Crispian St. Peters,
Alphaville,
Second Layer,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dead Boys,
World's Most,
Cameo,
Scratch Acid,
Fat Boys,
Kerri Chandler,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Evens,
Theoretical Girls,
Main Source,
JFA,
Colin Newman,
Oblivians,
Basic Channel,
Jawbox,
Wings,
Section 25,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.