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 Malta and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet 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 Clear Light to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
the Swans,
Sixth Finger,
One Last Wish,
Pussy Galore,
Altered Images,
Sällskapet,
Juan Atkins,
Negative Approach,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soulsonic Force,
Minny Pops,
Ponytail,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Arthur Verocai,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Massinfluence,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alton Ellis,
Terry Callier,
Kerri Chandler,
Stiv Bators,
Lightning Bolt,
Mo-Dettes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The New Christs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rufus Thomas,
Pierre Henry,
Sun City Girls,
Severed Heads,
Scrapy,
Minutemen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scratch Acid,
Hoover,
Alphaville,
Aloha Tigers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Clear Light,
The Fuzztones,
Rekid,
Loose Ends,
Depeche Mode,
Deadbeat,
The Motions,
Godley & Creme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Lydon,
This Heat,
Icehouse,
the Bar-Kays,
Rosa Yemen,
Barrington Levy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Germs,
The Cramps,
The J.B.'s,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.