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 Malta and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Beijing.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Stockholm Monsters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Roxy Music,
Tom Boy,
Echospace,
Sound Behaviour,
Pharoah Sanders,
10cc,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Leaves,
Slave,
Kerrie Biddell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Schoolly D,
Massinfluence,
The Pop Group,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tim Buckley,
Dennis Brown,
F. McDonald,
Fat Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Faust,
Negative Approach,
Laurel Aitken,
The Star Department,
Reuben Wilson,
Erasure,
Gerry Rafferty,
Neu!,
Organ,
Nick Fraelich,
Grauzone,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Remains,
Chris Corsano,
Matthew Bourne,
The Cramps,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Boredoms,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jeff Lynne,
Rhythm & Sound,
Whodini,
Pussy Galore,
U.S. Maple,
Average White Band,
The Young Rascals,
Ludus,
Tubeway Army,
Susan Cadogan,
Pagans,
Dead Boys,
Amon Düül,
Yusef Lateef,
The Modern Lovers,
Qualms,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cal Tjader,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.