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 Papua New Guinea and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 spring reverb 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 Piero Umiliani to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Surgeon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Kinks,
The Associates,
Livin' Joy,
The Fire Engines,
Fela Kuti,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Drive Like Jehu,
Amon Düül II,
The United States of America,
Derrick Morgan,
Excepter,
The Fortunes,
Scratch Acid,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Names,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kevin Saunderson,
Spandau Ballet,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Grass Roots,
Bobby Sherman,
Connie Case,
The Music Machine,
Soul II Soul,
The Monks,
Angry Samoans,
Loose Ends,
kango's stein massive,
Technova,
Mantronix,
Tommy Roe,
Henry Cow,
World's Most,
Sonny Sharrock,
Donald Byrd,
Easy Going,
The Moleskins,
Kayak,
Panda Bear,
Josef K,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Von Mondo,
FM Einheit,
The Sound,
Simply Red,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Reed,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grauzone,
Grey Daturas,
Cymande,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.