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 Congo and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Main Source to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Idris Muhammad,
Sparks,
The Blackbyrds,
Reagan Youth,
Flipper,
Livin' Joy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Oblivians,
Panda Bear,
Whodini,
Tom Boy,
Monolake,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
La Düsseldorf,
Newcleus,
Rakim,
Don Cherry,
the Swans,
Duran Duran,
John Holt,
Iggy Pop,
Tears for Fears,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Liliput,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Warsaw,
Deadbeat,
The Cure,
the Slits,
Lower 48,
Scratch Acid,
Ponytail,
June of 44,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kerri Chandler,
Interpol,
The Victims,
The Techniques,
Lou Christie,
Los Fastidios,
Todd Terry,
Mantronix,
Nirvana,
The Vogues,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ice-T,
Dawn Penn,
the Soft Cell,
David McCallum,
Ultimate Spinach,
X-101,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Shuggie Otis,
Chris Corsano,
Barbara Tucker,
The Names,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.