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 Taiwan and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Taipei.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Motions 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
The Barracudas,
Sun City Girls,
Sonny Sharrock,
X-Ray Spex,
Tommy Roe,
Al Stewart,
Thompson Twins,
Metal Thangz,
Cal Tjader,
David Axelrod,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dave Gahan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter & Gordon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pole,
Suburban Knight,
Moebius,
Alphaville,
Smog,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rosa Yemen,
Cheater Slicks,
Quantec,
The Fall,
Japan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronan,
Bill Near,
Country Teasers,
The Gap Band,
Juan Atkins,
Drive Like Jehu,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Howard Jones,
Amon Düül II,
Rufus Thomas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deadbeat,
The Motions,
Jeff Mills,
U.S. Maple,
10cc,
Ohio Players,
Graham Central Station,
Pharoah Sanders,
MC5,
Banda Bassotti,
Blancmange,
The New Christs,
Little Man,
Zapp,
The Black Dice,
Delon & Dalcan,
Quadrant,
Glenn Branca,
Minor Threat,
The Zeros,
Reuben Wilson,
Eve St. Jones,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.