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 Turkey and from Hong Kong.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Divine Comedy to the electroclash 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers 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 '70s.
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 The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Sarah Menescal,
Skarface,
the Association,
Massinfluence,
New York Dolls,
H. Thieme,
T.S.O.L.,
The Motions,
Sandy B,
Basic Channel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Quando Quango,
cv313,
Kaleidoscope,
the Normal,
Fad Gadget,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Shoche,
UT,
Ohio Players,
Magma,
Pagans,
Brand Nubian,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kerrie Biddell,
Graham Central Station,
Leonard Cohen,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soft Cell,
The Saints,
MDC,
Lalann,
Neu!,
Hasil Adkins,
June Days,
Prince Buster,
Rekid,
The Seeds,
OOIOO,
Eve St. Jones,
Mary Jane Girls,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kurtis Blow,
The Busters,
Nils Olav,
Con Funk Shun,
R.M.O.,
Henry Cow,
Laurel Aitken,
DNA,
The Divine Comedy,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Real Kids,
Throbbing Gristle,
AZ,
The Dirtbombs,
The Residents,
Inner City,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Visage,
Icehouse,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.