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 Iceland and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Neu! to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Cure,
Aswad,
Sun City Girls,
Franke,
Sixth Finger,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Motorama,
The Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Star Department,
Brand Nubian,
Jawbox,
Stereo Dub,
Swell Maps,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dennis Brown,
Marvin Gaye,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sister Nancy,
the Human League,
Simply Red,
Sun Ra,
Essential Logic,
Marc Almond,
June Days,
Boredoms,
Ken Boothe,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scan 7,
Television Personalities,
the Bar-Kays,
The Vogues,
Accadde A,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
One Last Wish,
New Order,
The Moody Blues,
Soul II Soul,
Nick Fraelich,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kerri Chandler,
The Fortunes,
Sound Behaviour,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soft Machine,
Juan Atkins,
Newcleus,
The Count Five,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Association,
Blake Baxter,
Bob Dylan,
Basic Channel,
Con Funk Shun,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.