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 Korea South and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Los Fastidios to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
K-Klass,
Con Funk Shun,
Silicon Teens,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Swans,
Procol Harum,
Gang Green,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Cure,
Youth Brigade,
Pagans,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Television,
Godley & Creme,
Icehouse,
Adolescents,
The Smoke,
Pylon,
Bobby Byrd,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Wake,
X-102,
Accadde A,
Flamin' Groovies,
Drexciya,
Guru Guru,
Kenny Larkin,
Tears for Fears,
Goldenarms,
Boredoms,
Curtis Mayfield,
Moss Icon,
Bang On A Can,
Aural Exciters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Basic Channel,
Lungfish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scan 7,
Zapp,
Sparks,
Fluxion,
The Litter,
David Bowie,
Jandek,
The Evens,
Maleditus Sound,
The Residents,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Buzzcocks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Beau Brummels,
FM Einheit,
The Invisible,
John Foxx,
Ice-T,
Ultravox,
Eve St. Jones,
Crime,
B.T. Express,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.