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 Morocco 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fire Engines to the grime 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Magma,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moebius,
The Mojo Men,
Eurythmics,
The Motions,
Glambeats Corp.,
Matthew Bourne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Main Source,
David Axelrod,
Black Pus,
Godley & Creme,
Skarface,
Little Man,
Duran Duran,
Pet Shop Boys,
Country Teasers,
The Moleskins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Japan,
The Fall,
Chrome,
Guru Guru,
Con Funk Shun,
The Buckinghams,
Derrick May,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Schoolly D,
Fat Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
Metal Thangz,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Seeds,
Jesper Dahlback,
Television Personalities,
Kas Product,
Jacob Miller,
Make Up,
The Happenings,
The Barracudas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Radio Birdman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
L. Decosne,
John Cale,
Motorama,
Wolf Eyes,
T.S.O.L.,
Nils Olav,
Nirvana,
Brass Construction,
The Move,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Model 500,
Popol Vuh,
Black Moon,
Yazoo,
Stetsasonic,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.