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 Comoros and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Flamin' Groovies to the rock 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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Porter Ricks,
Lyres,
Lebanon Hanover,
Franke,
Wire,
JFA,
Rotary Connection,
Derrick Morgan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tubeway Army,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Moss Icon,
June of 44,
AZ,
Tom Boy,
Shuggie Otis,
Peter and Kerry,
Das Ding,
The Cramps,
Lucky Dragons,
Tim Buckley,
Letta Mbulu,
Groovy Waters,
Boredoms,
The Smiths,
B.T. Express,
Idris Muhammad,
Bauhaus,
Fela Kuti,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Blues Magoos,
U.S. Maple,
The Barracudas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bush Tetras,
James Chance & The Contortions,
K-Klass,
Black Pus,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Litter,
Anakelly,
The Gap Band,
the Association,
The Names,
Symarip,
Von Mondo,
Con Funk Shun,
Amazonics,
Dark Day,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Moon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kayak,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marc Almond,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.