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 Kiribati and from London.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 X-102 to the jazz 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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eli Mardock,
Girls At Our Best!,
Isaac Hayes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Section 25,
Stereo Dub,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Don Cherry,
Pierre Henry,
Joe Smooth,
Lightning Bolt,
Warren Ellis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Von Mondo,
Newcleus,
Big Daddy Kane,
Groovy Waters,
The Detroit Cobras,
Delta 5,
the Sonics,
Scott Walker,
Scan 7,
The Wake,
DJ Style,
Brick,
Television Personalities,
Minny Pops,
Yaz,
Nils Olav,
The Music Machine,
The Standells,
The Red Krayola,
Crime,
OOIOO,
Infiniti,
John Foxx,
MDC,
Bush Tetras,
Janne Schatter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Silicon Teens,
Barclay James Harvest,
Underground Resistance,
Can,
Matthew Bourne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Remains,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Funkadelic,
Lyres,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
L. Decosne,
Talk Talk,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The United States of America,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Q65,
The New Christs,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.