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 Kiribati and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Houston and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Q65 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
OOIOO,
Heaven 17,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Boogie Down Productions,
Monks,
JFA,
The Invisible,
Cymande,
Easy Going,
Lower 48,
Jerry's Kids,
Organ,
Interpol,
Lightning Bolt,
Piero Umiliani,
The Zeros,
Goldenarms,
Cybotron,
Gong,
Eric Copeland,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Moody Blues,
Newcleus,
DJ Sneak,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Wasted Youth,
Max Romeo,
Camberwell Now,
the Soft Cell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Matthew Halsall,
AZ,
Rakim,
Outsiders,
Talk Talk,
Idris Muhammad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Moleskins,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wolf Eyes,
La Düsseldorf,
Tubeway Army,
Cal Tjader,
The Smoke,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Masters at Work,
The American Breed,
Lalann,
Sex Pistols,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Durutti Column,
Lakeside,
Unwound,
The Real Kids,
Soft Cell,
Minutemen,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.