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 Israel and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Michelle Simonal to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
The Electric Prunes,
Shuggie Otis,
Pole,
Simply Red,
Shoche,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
These Immortal Souls,
Jeff Mills,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Doors,
Sparks,
Fad Gadget,
Outsiders,
ABC,
Ossler,
The Dirtbombs,
Kerri Chandler,
The Five Americans,
UT,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Q65,
Scrapy,
Altered Images,
The Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Sheep,
The Misunderstood,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Busters,
Sarah Menescal,
Carl Craig,
Byron Stingily,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultravox,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Moody Blues,
The Remains,
Country Teasers,
Whodini,
The Count Five,
Blancmange,
Mandrill,
Excepter,
Jeru the Damaja,
Quando Quango,
Das Ding,
Camberwell Now,
John Lydon,
Eddi Front,
Bluetip,
Danielle Patucci,
Don Cherry,
Funkadelic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Schoolly D,
MDC,
Section 25,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rapeman,
The Gap Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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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.