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 Mauritius and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin 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 DNA to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
New Age Steppers,
The Sonics,
Agent Orange,
Robert Görl,
the Association,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aaron Thompson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Real Kids,
Joyce Sims,
Archie Shepp,
Easy Going,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Doobie Brothers,
Excepter,
The Cramps,
Fifty Foot Hose,
AZ,
Piero Umiliani,
The Gladiators,
Pagans,
The Black Dice,
Graham Central Station,
Stockholm Monsters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kas Product,
Little Man,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eric Dolphy,
Schoolly D,
Rapeman,
kango's stein massive,
KRS-One,
Barry Ungar,
Cameo,
Audionom,
Alphaville,
In Retrospect,
Reuben Wilson,
Soul II Soul,
Q and Not U,
Public Enemy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eddi Front,
Infiniti,
Erykah Badu,
Ice-T,
Grauzone,
The Fall,
China Crisis,
The Names,
The Smoke,
The Move,
The Smiths,
Oneida,
La Düsseldorf,
Yazoo,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang Starr,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.