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 Spain and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Harmonia to the dance 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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Dennis Brown,
Kaleidoscope,
Interpol,
Quando Quango,
Procol Harum,
Tom Boy,
Kurtis Blow,
The Standells,
Grey Daturas,
Schoolly D,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Angels of Light,
K-Klass,
Warsaw,
Delta 5,
Mantronix,
Inner City,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bush Tetras,
Bill Near,
Goldenarms,
Rakim,
Wings,
The Saints,
Godley & Creme,
The Raincoats,
The Mummies,
Newcleus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cluster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eve St. Jones,
Derrick Morgan,
China Crisis,
Fad Gadget,
the Bar-Kays,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DJ Sneak,
OOIOO,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Buckinghams,
Eurythmics,
Marine Girls,
Yazoo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ossler,
Chris & Cosey,
In Retrospect,
The Barracudas,
Alton Ellis,
Spandau Ballet,
Joy Division,
Bauhaus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Slackers,
Hashim,
Magazine,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.