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 United States and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 guitar 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 Stockholm Monsters to the grime 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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Grey Daturas,
a-ha,
Eric B and Rakim,
Radio Birdman,
Bobby Womack,
Essential Logic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
T.S.O.L.,
Sound Behaviour,
Skaos,
The Electric Prunes,
The Smoke,
The Wake,
Neu!,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ludus,
Grauzone,
Eli Mardock,
Alice Coltrane,
Bob Dylan,
The Associates,
Procol Harum,
The Sonics,
Joy Division,
Freddie Wadling,
Faraquet,
Black Sheep,
Marine Girls,
Slick Rick,
the Normal,
Aaron Thompson,
the Slits,
Eddi Front,
Agitation Free,
Duran Duran,
kango's stein massive,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Pop Group,
Bauhaus,
Terry Callier,
Aswad,
Rhythm & Sound,
Heaven 17,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ituana,
Rites of Spring,
F. McDonald,
X-101,
Visage,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scientists,
Gang Green,
Y Pants,
The Names,
Boz Scaggs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Robert Hood,
Newcleus,
Porter Ricks,
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.