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 Slovenia 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Intrusion to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
The Shadows of Knight,
Los Fastidios,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tommy Roe,
The Motions,
Black Sheep,
Skaos,
Harpers Bizarre,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Birthday Party,
The Barracudas,
Amon Düül II,
The Martian,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Soft Cell,
Stetsasonic,
Liliput,
Hardrive,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sight & Sound,
In Retrospect,
Sound Behaviour,
Juan Atkins,
Buzzcocks,
Althea and Donna,
The Black Dice,
Godley & Creme,
Black Moon,
Altered Images,
The Walker Brothers,
Swell Maps,
Yazoo,
Gang Green,
Simply Red,
T.S.O.L.,
Whodini,
Cameo,
Drexciya,
KRS-One,
Nick Fraelich,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
New Age Steppers,
The Buckinghams,
David Axelrod,
Reuben Wilson,
The Happenings,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Toni Rubio,
Warsaw,
Brick,
Moss Icon,
Sugar Minott,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gichy Dan,
Zapp,
Howard Jones,
Urselle,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.