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 Cairo.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Alice Coltrane to the grime 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Eyeless In Gaza,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bluetip,
The Slits,
Davy DMX,
Arcadia,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joey Negro,
Hardrive,
Hashim,
Patti Smith,
Essential Logic,
Leonard Cohen,
Wolf Eyes,
China Crisis,
Electric Prunes,
The Blues Magoos,
X-Ray Spex,
Fluxion,
Rites of Spring,
The Dead C,
Magma,
Bronski Beat,
Josef K,
The Martian,
The Star Department,
The Pretty Things,
Quantec,
The Fall,
Derrick Morgan,
These Immortal Souls,
Joy Division,
Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
One Last Wish,
Michelle Simonal,
T.S.O.L.,
Pantytec,
Sun City Girls,
Eli Mardock,
Moss Icon,
The Fuzztones,
Unrelated Segments,
Lindisfarne,
Bootsy Collins,
The Evens,
The Vogues,
Whodini,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radio Birdman,
Don Cherry,
Jacob Miller,
Eric Dolphy,
Fugazi,
Marmalade,
Livin' Joy,
Alice Coltrane,
Gil Scott Heron,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Five Americans,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.