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 Maldives and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Avey Tare to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Jacob Miller,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
UT,
The Sonics,
Audionom,
Kaleidoscope,
Index,
The Zeros,
Liliput,
The Last Poets,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minny Pops,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Flag,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Robert Görl,
Subhumans,
Kas Product,
One Last Wish,
Reagan Youth,
Toni Rubio,
Rakim,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rites of Spring,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Gun Club,
Bill Wells,
Accadde A,
Section 25,
Half Japanese,
Dorothy Ashby,
Can,
Tommy Roe,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dual Sessions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
World's Most,
Terry Callier,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jerry's Kids,
The Techniques,
Schoolly D,
Drive Like Jehu,
Junior Murvin,
Shoche,
Lyres,
Funky Four + One,
The Black Dice,
Jesper Dahlback,
Donald Byrd,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sugar Minott,
Davy DMX,
Albert Ayler,
The Blues Magoos,
Kurtis Blow,
Gastr Del Sol,
Depeche Mode,
Procol Harum,
Henry Cow,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.