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 Sierra Leone and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Maleditus Sound to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Happenings,
Anthony Braxton,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wasted Youth,
The Divine Comedy,
Hashim,
Harry Pussy,
Eli Mardock,
Cluster,
Rotary Connection,
Circle Jerks,
Ornette Coleman,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Los Fastidios,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Prince Buster,
John Lydon,
Make Up,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rapeman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cure,
Malaria!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Human League,
Nico,
Glenn Branca,
Kaleidoscope,
Quadrant,
Accadde A,
Country Teasers,
Duran Duran,
Underground Resistance,
Sarah Menescal,
The Smoke,
10cc,
Lou Reed,
the Normal,
Minny Pops,
Black Bananas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pole,
Suburban Knight,
Public Enemy,
David Bowie,
The Offenders,
Terry Callier,
Ultimate Spinach,
Aaron Thompson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Graham Central Station,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Newcleus,
AZ,
Warsaw,
Porter Ricks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Fall,
Lalo Schifrin,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.