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 Suriname and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the electroclash 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Donny Hathaway,
Slave,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Swans,
DJ Style,
Infiniti,
Delon & Dalcan,
La Düsseldorf,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lindisfarne,
The Cramps,
Marshall Jefferson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fluxion,
The Gories,
The Misunderstood,
Soft Machine,
Underground Resistance,
Newcleus,
Quadrant,
Don Cherry,
Junior Murvin,
Minnie Riperton,
Marc Almond,
Lower 48,
Deakin,
LL Cool J,
Lalann,
Jeff Mills,
Sexual Harrassment,
D'Angelo,
Whodini,
Wasted Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed,
Young Marble Giants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Porter Ricks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Human League,
Joey Negro,
Mad Mike,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Germs,
Sun City Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Real Kids,
Agent Orange,
Kenny Larkin,
Gil Scott Heron,
JFA,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Suburban Knight,
Scratch Acid,
Stockholm Monsters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Association,
Country Teasers,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.