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 Peru and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 arpeggiator 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 Davy DMX to the disco 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Rod Modell,
The Sonics,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flash Fearless,
Tim Buckley,
Aaron Thompson,
Sixth Finger,
Sugar Minott,
Mr. Review,
Ludus,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sex Pistols,
B.T. Express,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aural Exciters,
cv313,
Marmalade,
Negative Approach,
Alton Ellis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Saccharine Trust,
Dead Boys,
Intrusion,
Drexciya,
DNA,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pet Shop Boys,
Grey Daturas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wally Richardson,
Half Japanese,
Tommy Roe,
Vladislav Delay,
Arab on Radar,
Pantytec,
Fad Gadget,
Cluster,
Crooked Eye,
The Trojans,
Duran Duran,
Scratch Acid,
Hasil Adkins,
Jeff Mills,
New Order,
Sällskapet,
Clear Light,
Supertramp,
The Velvet Underground,
the Swans,
Pussy Galore,
Wolf Eyes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mark Hollis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Goldenarms,
Mad Mike,
The Invisible,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.