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 Tunisia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare 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 Scratch Acid to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Organ,
Massinfluence,
Gang Green,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dorothy Ashby,
The United States of America,
Joy Division,
World's Most,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Andrew Hill,
Inner City,
Oneida,
Angry Samoans,
The Neon Judgement,
Jeff Mills,
E-Dancer,
Desert Stars,
The Modern Lovers,
LL Cool J,
Fear,
Model 500,
Minutemen,
Popol Vuh,
Gabor Szabo,
Swell Maps,
The Offenders,
Excepter,
Banda Bassotti,
The Standells,
Japan,
Cheater Slicks,
Slick Rick,
Pylon,
Porter Ricks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dawn Penn,
The Vogues,
The Beau Brummels,
Cecil Taylor,
The Divine Comedy,
Alison Limerick,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Searchers,
Flash Fearless,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Motions,
Buzzcocks,
Yusef Lateef,
Rotary Connection,
The Real Kids,
The Star Department,
The Moleskins,
Country Teasers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Skatalites,
Malaria!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Wyatt,
Danielle Patucci,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.