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 Iraq and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe 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 Arcadia to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Flash Fearless,
Dawn Penn,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
These Immortal Souls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mad Mike,
Fear,
Delta 5,
Shoche,
Isaac Hayes,
Pantytec,
The Misunderstood,
Sun Ra,
Kenny Larkin,
The Seeds,
Basic Channel,
Sound Behaviour,
Infiniti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Technova,
Joensuu 1685,
Oblivians,
Dave Gahan,
Wasted Youth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Negative Approach,
Flipper,
Lungfish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Vogues,
A Certain Ratio,
AZ,
Al Stewart,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Sheep,
JFA,
Traffic Nightmare,
Agitation Free,
Michelle Simonal,
The Slits,
Cheater Slicks,
Von Mondo,
Rosa Yemen,
Moss Icon,
Dennis Brown,
Sparks,
Black Moon,
The Pretty Things,
Sandy B,
The Young Rascals,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Radiopuhelimet,
EPMD,
Heaven 17,
Accadde A,
Scott Walker,
Chris & Cosey,
Lalo Schifrin,
Connie Case,
Pagans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.