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 Jamaica and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Dave Gahan to the rock 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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Black Pus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
LL Cool J,
Amon Düül,
Terry Callier,
Swell Maps,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neu!,
F. McDonald,
Harry Pussy,
Glenn Branca,
kango's stein massive,
Wasted Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
UT,
Godley & Creme,
Young Marble Giants,
Moss Icon,
Lower 48,
Juan Atkins,
Anakelly,
KRS-One,
This Heat,
Cybotron,
Joey Negro,
X-Ray Spex,
Malaria!,
Alice Coltrane,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter & Gordon,
Erasure,
Anthony Braxton,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soft Cell,
In Retrospect,
Average White Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Schoolly D,
Rekid,
Blossom Toes,
Mission of Burma,
Jacques Brel,
Zapp,
Erykah Badu,
T.S.O.L.,
Circle Jerks,
Surgeon,
Donny Hathaway,
Little Man,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
New Order,
The Leaves,
Ohio Players,
Ten City,
The Remains,
Reagan Youth,
Tres Demented,
Whodini,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Young Rascals,
Rakim,
Second Layer,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.