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 Tonga and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 EPMD to the rock 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 Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Q and Not U,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ten City,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dawn Penn,
Visage,
Popol Vuh,
Subhumans,
The Sound,
Amon Düül,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mandrill,
Avey Tare,
Agitation Free,
DNA,
Skaos,
Main Source,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
T. Rex,
CMW,
The Techniques,
Mark Hollis,
Japan,
World's Most,
Minny Pops,
Von Mondo,
Roxy Music,
The Smiths,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alice Coltrane,
Shuggie Otis,
Peter and Kerry,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Five Americans,
Delta 5,
Kerri Chandler,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Seeds,
Altered Images,
the Bar-Kays,
The Cramps,
Thee Headcoats,
Warren Ellis,
The Busters,
The Dirtbombs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stetsasonic,
Mr. Review,
Amazonics,
Scion,
Connie Case,
Kerrie Biddell,
Skriet,
The Toasters,
The Velvet Underground,
The Leaves,
The Zeros,
Khruangbin,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Tremeloes,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.