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 Afghanistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe 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 Stiv Bators to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Avey Tare,
Dual Sessions,
Urselle,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eden Ahbez,
The Electric Prunes,
Rotary Connection,
Newcleus,
Wolf Eyes,
The Young Rascals,
The Raincoats,
Lungfish,
Japan,
The Star Department,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dennis Brown,
Joey Negro,
Laurel Aitken,
Soft Machine,
Amon Düül,
The Saints,
Brass Construction,
Excepter,
The Velvet Underground,
Talk Talk,
Traffic Nightmare,
Steve Hackett,
The Gap Band,
Agitation Free,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Moody Blues,
Vainqueur,
Danielle Patucci,
Nick Fraelich,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rhythm & Sound,
Blossom Toes,
Youth Brigade,
Cybotron,
Technova,
Ralphi Rosario,
10cc,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Connie Case,
The New Christs,
Ken Boothe,
La Düsseldorf,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minnie Riperton,
Marvin Gaye,
Todd Rundgren,
Oblivians,
The Beau Brummels,
Peter & Gordon,
Stiv Bators,
Loose Ends,
Warren Ellis,
Basic Channel,
Alton Ellis,
The Happenings,
The Doobie Brothers,
Patti Smith,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.