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 Thailand and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Con Funk Shun to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
FM Einheit,
Ten City,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Television Personalities,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bill Near,
Oneida,
Joe Smooth,
a-ha,
Simply Red,
Deadbeat,
China Crisis,
Gang Gang Dance,
T.S.O.L.,
The Slits,
Slick Rick,
Kevin Saunderson,
Arcadia,
Scan 7,
The Stooges,
Unwound,
Soulsonic Force,
Popol Vuh,
The American Breed,
X-Ray Spex,
Sex Pistols,
It's A Beautiful Day,
John Foxx,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Laurel Aitken,
Pagans,
Fear,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bob Dylan,
Banda Bassotti,
Saccharine Trust,
Tears for Fears,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eric Copeland,
Theoretical Girls,
The Zeros,
Delon & Dalcan,
Livin' Joy,
Radiohead,
Ponytail,
David Bowie,
The Neon Judgement,
June of 44,
The Monochrome Set,
Bluetip,
Amon Düül,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tropical Tobacco,
Visage,
The New Christs,
The Gap Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Al Stewart,
Bobby Sherman,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.