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 Peru and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron 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 Nirvana to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sun Ra,
The Standells,
Aloha Tigers,
Soul II Soul,
Dave Gahan,
Underground Resistance,
cv313,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
The J.B.'s,
Pet Shop Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radiohead,
The Moleskins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Magma,
Robert Hood,
Second Layer,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lindisfarne,
Chris & Cosey,
New York Dolls,
Stetsasonic,
Simply Red,
Godley & Creme,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Saints,
Public Enemy,
Todd Terry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alphaville,
Bauhaus,
Sister Nancy,
Charles Mingus,
Isaac Hayes,
The Invisible,
Angry Samoans,
Sonic Youth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Toasters,
Swell Maps,
Hot Snakes,
The Birthday Party,
Eve St. Jones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quando Quango,
Marvin Gaye,
Sugar Minott,
Wings,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Matthew Halsall,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Popol Vuh,
The Zeros,
Porter Ricks,
Suicide,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Black Sheep,
Tubeway Army,
Peter and Kerry,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.