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 Eritrea and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bauhaus 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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Leaves,
Alison Limerick,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sound Behaviour,
Das Ding,
June of 44,
Unwound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Moss Icon,
Don Cherry,
Sexual Harrassment,
Erykah Badu,
Robert Hood,
Grandmaster Flash,
Thee Headcoats,
Rapeman,
Y Pants,
Mandrill,
Tears for Fears,
Brand Nubian,
Mad Mike,
Accadde A,
The Raincoats,
Joey Negro,
Todd Rundgren,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Standells,
The Count Five,
Fat Boys,
Eddi Front,
Tom Boy,
DJ Style,
Lightning Bolt,
Chrome,
The Gladiators,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pantaleimon,
John Lydon,
Jacques Brel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Interpol,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bauhaus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bobby Byrd,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Arcadia,
The Dead C,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Janne Schatter,
Oblivians,
Ultimate Spinach,
Blossom Toes,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Fraelich,
Eve St. Jones,
Fatback Band,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.