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 Iran and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cure to the funk 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Fatback Band,
the Normal,
Vainqueur,
Soft Cell,
Aloha Tigers,
Fluxion,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cure,
Brand Nubian,
The Gladiators,
Marc Almond,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Erykah Badu,
Flash Fearless,
Amon Düül,
The Fortunes,
Lebanon Hanover,
B.T. Express,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Blake Baxter,
Derrick May,
Iggy Pop,
Lalann,
Siglo XX,
The Golliwogs,
Loose Ends,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marvin Gaye,
Subhumans,
Unwound,
Judy Mowatt,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crash Course in Science,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Goldenarms,
Crispy Ambulance,
Anthony Braxton,
Eve St. Jones,
The Seeds,
Das Ding,
Bush Tetras,
Carl Craig,
Freddie Wadling,
Barrington Levy,
Rotary Connection,
New Age Steppers,
Trumans Water,
10cc,
Franke,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Moby Grape,
Royal Trux,
New York Dolls,
Half Japanese,
The Sonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Derrick Morgan,
Swans,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.