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 Afghanistan and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Absolute Body Control to the crunk 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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
The Five Americans,
Surgeon,
The Victims,
PIL,
Eric Dolphy,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Colin Newman,
Albert Ayler,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Anakelly,
Masters at Work,
Stiv Bators,
Vladislav Delay,
Amon Düül II,
Ituana,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Happenings,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aswad,
Stockholm Monsters,
The New Christs,
Magma,
Chris & Cosey,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soul II Soul,
Half Japanese,
Fad Gadget,
Boz Scaggs,
F. McDonald,
The Barracudas,
The Motions,
Stetsasonic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pulsallama,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amazonics,
Theoretical Girls,
Isaac Hayes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pantytec,
Crime,
Robert Görl,
Sonic Youth,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cameo,
The Saints,
Pagans,
The Selecter,
Faust,
Roy Ayers,
John Holt,
Nirvana,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.