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 Chad and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin 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 Flash Fearless to the funk 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Royal Trux,
Joensuu 1685,
Jawbox,
Sex Pistols,
Arcadia,
Anthony Braxton,
PIL,
Bootsy Collins,
Dead Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Soft Cell,
Cheater Slicks,
Qualms,
Althea and Donna,
New York Dolls,
The Gun Club,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Make Up,
Underground Resistance,
The Grass Roots,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Maurizio,
T. Rex,
Mark Hollis,
KRS-One,
Bang On A Can,
Graham Central Station,
Joe Finger,
Junior Murvin,
Smog,
Derrick May,
Ice-T,
Livin' Joy,
DNA,
Davy DMX,
Patti Smith,
D'Angelo,
Infiniti,
The Moleskins,
The Human League,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cybotron,
Quadrant,
Lalann,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Los Fastidios,
Mo-Dettes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Animal Collective,
Bobby Womack,
Lalo Schifrin,
Interpol,
Desert Stars,
Anakelly,
Barry Ungar,
Au Pairs,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.