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 Japan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 Fall to the techno 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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Real Kids,
10cc,
Moebius,
Pharoah Sanders,
La Düsseldorf,
Alphaville,
Television,
Fela Kuti,
Average White Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Minor Threat,
Darondo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Can,
In Retrospect,
FM Einheit,
Howard Jones,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Carl Craig,
Maurizio,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Remains,
The Smiths,
Chris Corsano,
ABC,
The Detroit Cobras,
DNA,
Josef K,
Alton Ellis,
Zero Boys,
Intrusion,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Barracudas,
Derrick Morgan,
The Move,
Jeff Lynne,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bronski Beat,
The Seeds,
Altered Images,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Names,
The Young Rascals,
The Toasters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
Archie Shepp,
the Sonics,
Donny Hathaway,
PIL,
Prince Buster,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roger Hodgson,
Depeche Mode,
Gang of Four,
Supertramp,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.