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 Indonesia and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 snare 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 Sixth Finger to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Television,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
a-ha,
The Busters,
The Beau Brummels,
Sällskapet,
Jerry's Kids,
T.S.O.L.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Negative Approach,
Erykah Badu,
Saccharine Trust,
The Real Kids,
Eve St. Jones,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Grauzone,
Robert Wyatt,
John Foxx,
China Crisis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Smoke,
Aswad,
Hashim,
Radiohead,
The Techniques,
Kurtis Blow,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Spoonie Gee,
World's Most,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lucky Dragons,
Pere Ubu,
The Modern Lovers,
Bill Near,
Surgeon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
ABC,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Angry Samoans,
Robert Görl,
Eric Copeland,
Crash Course in Science,
Blake Baxter,
Wings,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Big Daddy Kane,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DNA,
Eli Mardock,
DJ Style,
One Last Wish,
Swans,
Letta Mbulu,
Guru Guru,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.