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 United States and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Parry Music to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Joe Smooth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Man Parrish,
David Axelrod,
Fear,
Soul II Soul,
Deakin,
Agent Orange,
Wolf Eyes,
Ten City,
Arthur Verocai,
Moby Grape,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Qualms,
Banda Bassotti,
Moebius,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sparks,
Laurel Aitken,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Darondo,
X-102,
Pylon,
The Happenings,
Brick,
La Düsseldorf,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jandek,
The Stooges,
The Real Kids,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mo-Dettes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
These Immortal Souls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
FM Einheit,
Derrick Morgan,
David Bowie,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Monks,
B.T. Express,
Bootsy Collins,
World's Most,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camouflage,
Section 25,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wasted Youth,
Alphaville,
Deepchord,
Reuben Wilson,
Bush Tetras,
DJ Sneak,
Ken Boothe,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ituana,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Blues Magoos,
Radiohead,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.