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 Bangladesh and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Black Flag to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
ABC,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Basic Channel,
Dave Gahan,
Ludus,
Danielle Patucci,
Wolf Eyes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mandrill,
Television Personalities,
Stetsasonic,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Youth Brigade,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Quando Quango,
L. Decosne,
Terry Callier,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roxy Music,
Yazoo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rufus Thomas,
Michelle Simonal,
Marmalade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Hasil Adkins,
Bob Dylan,
Little Man,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Searchers,
The Gun Club,
Qualms,
Goldenarms,
Visage,
Archie Shepp,
Intrusion,
Essential Logic,
Kaleidoscope,
Derrick May,
Scratch Acid,
The Young Rascals,
K-Klass,
cv313,
New Age Steppers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skriet,
F. McDonald,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dennis Brown,
Y Pants,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Patti Smith,
The Count Five,
Fat Boys,
D'Angelo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Amazonics,
Vainqueur,
Bizarre Inc.,
Clear Light,
Main Source,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.