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 Zimbabwe and from Winnipeg.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fania All-Stars to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Half Japanese,
The Gories,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Searchers,
The Victims,
Audionom,
Organ,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kurtis Blow,
Minnie Riperton,
Freddie Wadling,
Black Bananas,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Underground Resistance,
The Mummies,
Sonic Youth,
Dave Gahan,
Marc Almond,
Soft Cell,
Kas Product,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Index,
Donald Byrd,
Morten Harket,
The Motions,
Fad Gadget,
Crash Course in Science,
Absolute Body Control,
Monks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
JFA,
The Red Krayola,
Symarip,
Nico,
Shuggie Otis,
The Electric Prunes,
Unrelated Segments,
The United States of America,
Althea and Donna,
Camberwell Now,
The Gladiators,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Fania All-Stars,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DJ Sneak,
Rufus Thomas,
Sun Ra,
Brand Nubian,
B.T. Express,
kango's stein massive,
Echospace,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Young Rascals,
Ultravox,
Crooked Eye,
Brothers Johnson,
Harmonia,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ponytail,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.