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 Congo and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
The Moleskins,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Fire Engines,
Marine Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
Piero Umiliani,
This Heat,
Gang Gang Dance,
Robert Görl,
Jacques Brel,
The Blackbyrds,
Eurythmics,
Sun Ra,
Throbbing Gristle,
Newcleus,
Neil Young,
Thee Headcoats,
Shoche,
Kevin Saunderson,
Easy Going,
The Detroit Cobras,
Surgeon,
Dave Gahan,
Monolake,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pere Ubu,
Tom Boy,
Kayak,
The Moody Blues,
Nico,
Scratch Acid,
Suburban Knight,
the Human League,
The Smoke,
Visage,
Adolescents,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Remains,
Byron Stingily,
a-ha,
The Modern Lovers,
Glenn Branca,
Deakin,
The Gladiators,
Mark Hollis,
Franke,
Fatback Band,
Television,
The Alarm Clocks,
James White and The Blacks,
Young Marble Giants,
Simply Red,
Funky Four + One,
Skaos,
Sonic Youth,
The Knickerbockers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Blossom Toes,
Matthew Bourne,
cv313,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.