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 Cyprus and from Lyon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Slits to the electroclash 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
The Neon Judgement,
The Cramps,
Deepchord,
Unwound,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Schoolly D,
Radiohead,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Shuggie Otis,
Brand Nubian,
Wings,
Lakeside,
Tom Boy,
Metal Thangz,
Vladislav Delay,
Echospace,
Dead Boys,
Cymande,
Dawn Penn,
The Knickerbockers,
Icehouse,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joey Negro,
Bob Dylan,
Motorama,
Altered Images,
The J.B.'s,
Joe Finger,
Slave,
The Star Department,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sugar Minott,
The Smoke,
Minnie Riperton,
Sam Rivers,
Roy Ayers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
OOIOO,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arcadia,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
MDC,
The Skatalites,
Parry Music,
Organ,
The Gories,
Talk Talk,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Residents,
Monolake,
The Remains,
X-101,
Fela Kuti,
FM Einheit,
Cal Tjader,
Stiv Bators,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.