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 United Kingdom and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Nick Fraelich to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The Vogues,
Bronski Beat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Blackbyrds,
These Immortal Souls,
Slick Rick,
Andrew Hill,
The Moleskins,
The Index,
Cluster,
OOIOO,
The Gun Club,
Carl Craig,
Junior Murvin,
The Five Americans,
Subhumans,
Bill Near,
The Remains,
Stetsasonic,
Liliput,
The Victims,
Silicon Teens,
The Star Department,
James White and The Blacks,
Lungfish,
June of 44,
Eli Mardock,
Man Eating Sloth,
Agitation Free,
ABC,
cv313,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mad Mike,
DJ Sneak,
Roxette,
Matthew Halsall,
The Zeros,
Bill Wells,
Porter Ricks,
The Flesh Eaters,
John Cale,
PIL,
The Searchers,
Ohio Players,
Essential Logic,
UT,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fortunes,
Barry Ungar,
The Beau Brummels,
Wally Richardson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bang On A Can,
Lightning Bolt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camberwell Now,
Camouflage,
Lalann,
Danielle Patucci,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.