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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Mighty Diamonds to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Aswad,
R.M.O.,
Quando Quango,
Zero Boys,
The Gap Band,
Make Up,
T. Rex,
Boz Scaggs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Newcleus,
Brass Construction,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cluster,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
T.S.O.L.,
Blake Baxter,
Sam Rivers,
Juan Atkins,
Robert Görl,
Aloha Tigers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Quadrant,
John Coltrane,
Kevin Saunderson,
Absolute Body Control,
The Sonics,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Slick Rick,
Can,
The Durutti Column,
Lalo Schifrin,
EPMD,
David Bowie,
Peter and Kerry,
Marmalade,
Alice Coltrane,
Harmonia,
Judy Mowatt,
The Young Rascals,
Marcia Griffiths,
Public Enemy,
Reagan Youth,
Surgeon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Pop Group,
John Lydon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mantronix,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Saccharine Trust,
DNA,
The Divine Comedy,
Sällskapet,
Wasted Youth,
Toni Rubio,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blancmange,
Godley & Creme,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.