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 Nicaragua and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 linndrum 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 Drexciya to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Malaria!,
Ultra Naté,
Glenn Branca,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Adolescents,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare,
Reagan Youth,
Archie Shepp,
Dawn Penn,
Eyeless In Gaza,
In Retrospect,
Barrington Levy,
Intrusion,
Flipper,
Prince Buster,
Gong,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Spandau Ballet,
Niagra,
Radiohead,
Marc Almond,
Bootsy Collins,
Gang Starr,
Harry Pussy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nation of Ulysses,
Robert Wyatt,
Jimmy McGriff,
FM Einheit,
The Birthday Party,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Deepchord,
10cc,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Shoche,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Black Dice,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ken Boothe,
Sound Behaviour,
Hasil Adkins,
ABC,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Invisible,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roger Hodgson,
Y Pants,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Cramps,
Nico,
DJ Style,
Sam Rivers,
Vainqueur,
The Tremeloes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tubeway Army,
The Dead C,
The Star Department,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.