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 Malawi and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Freddie Wadling,
The Skatalites,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Terry Callier,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Zeros,
Mars,
Swans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Names,
Wire,
Suicide,
Siglo XX,
The Kinks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kerrie Biddell,
Excepter,
Chris Corsano,
The Pop Group,
Dawn Penn,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
David Bowie,
the Slits,
Jeff Mills,
Agent Orange,
Avey Tare,
Kayak,
Sonny Sharrock,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The New Christs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brand Nubian,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Human League,
Gabor Szabo,
Quando Quango,
Tomorrow,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Byron Stingily,
The Dirtbombs,
Public Enemy,
Magma,
Donald Byrd,
Lungfish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fluxion,
Audionom,
Eddi Front,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Saints,
The Shadows of Knight,
DNA,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
New York Dolls,
The Alarm Clocks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.