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 Argentina and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ 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 The Litter to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Wake. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo 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?
Qualms,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Music Machine,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Monolake,
K-Klass,
The Sound,
CMW,
Outsiders,
the Bar-Kays,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gang of Four,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Cale,
Flash Fearless,
The Selecter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Al Stewart,
Gabor Szabo,
David McCallum,
Ultimate Spinach,
Liliput,
F. McDonald,
PIL,
The Buckinghams,
Black Moon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mantronix,
Eric Copeland,
Radiopuhelimet,
OOIOO,
Alton Ellis,
Lightning Bolt,
D'Angelo,
Crispy Ambulance,
Talk Talk,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Suicide,
Babytalk,
Tim Buckley,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swans,
Cymande,
Roy Ayers,
Archie Shepp,
T. Rex,
Pharoah Sanders,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gong,
X-102,
LL Cool J,
Public Enemy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Stereo Dub,
The Zeros,
The Residents,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dawn Penn,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.