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 Laos and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
T. Rex,
Minnie Riperton,
The Young Rascals,
Reagan Youth,
Franke,
Cluster,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Robert Wyatt,
Magma,
Iggy Pop,
The Index,
Second Layer,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jeff Mills,
Lee Hazlewood,
Icehouse,
The Cramps,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Y Pants,
Pagans,
Maurizio,
Yusef Lateef,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grandmaster Flash,
Technova,
Yellowson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Harmonia,
The Standells,
Stetsasonic,
Duran Duran,
Wasted Youth,
Smog,
Letta Mbulu,
Colin Newman,
Rod Modell,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultra Naté,
Laurel Aitken,
Crime,
Sällskapet,
Theoretical Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Rhythm & Sound,
Grey Daturas,
R.M.O.,
The Moody Blues,
Bobby Byrd,
Arcadia,
The Sound,
Sonic Youth,
Rufus Thomas,
Swell Maps,
The Black Dice,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Aaron Thompson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.