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 Bulgaria and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Wally Richardson to the crunk 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Durutti Column,
Massinfluence,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joe Finger,
LL Cool J,
Nik Kershaw,
Boredoms,
The Slackers,
Bad Manners,
Mission of Burma,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Connie Case,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Germs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eden Ahbez,
Chris Corsano,
Khruangbin,
Underground Resistance,
The Pop Group,
John Foxx,
Cameo,
Boz Scaggs,
kango's stein massive,
Rod Modell,
June Days,
Fluxion,
Adolescents,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sällskapet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Vogues,
Unwound,
Freddie Wadling,
The Walker Brothers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Normal,
Inner City,
Kenny Larkin,
Ornette Coleman,
Graham Central Station,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fad Gadget,
Nick Fraelich,
Cecil Taylor,
One Last Wish,
The Birthday Party,
Roy Ayers,
Anakelly,
Joensuu 1685,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Litter,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.