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 Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 harpsichord 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the crunk 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Gong,
A Certain Ratio,
Junior Murvin,
Derrick May,
The Toasters,
Franke,
Aloha Tigers,
Suburban Knight,
The United States of America,
OOIOO,
This Heat,
Skarface,
La Düsseldorf,
kango's stein massive,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scratch Acid,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hardrive,
Blake Baxter,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Stooges,
Ronnie Foster,
Cecil Taylor,
Schoolly D,
Marcia Griffiths,
Saccharine Trust,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deadbeat,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Panda Bear,
Main Source,
The Neon Judgement,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Count Five,
ABBA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bootsy Collins,
Deepchord,
The Index,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Severed Heads,
Sam Rivers,
Darondo,
Underground Resistance,
The American Breed,
Toni Rubio,
Nirvana,
Prince Buster,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Magazine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Josef K,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Electric Prunes,
The Leaves,
Goldenarms,
Marvin Gaye,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Piero Umiliani,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.