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 Indonesia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Zero Boys to the electroclash 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Janne Schatter,
Toni Rubio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wasted Youth,
Tropical Tobacco,
Patti Smith,
Heaven 17,
Q and Not U,
The Beau Brummels,
Thee Headcoats,
Drexciya,
Avey Tare,
Duran Duran,
Royal Trux,
Maleditus Sound,
Barclay James Harvest,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camberwell Now,
Radiohead,
Todd Terry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Siglo XX,
Peter & Gordon,
Minor Threat,
Joyce Sims,
The Young Rascals,
Derrick May,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scratch Acid,
Deakin,
Delon & Dalcan,
Graham Central Station,
Little Man,
Lindisfarne,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lucky Dragons,
Gang Starr,
The Black Dice,
ABBA,
Hot Snakes,
Aswad,
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Reed,
Angry Samoans,
Sister Nancy,
Main Source,
Babytalk,
The Cure,
DJ Sneak,
The J.B.'s,
The Invisible,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Cramps,
John Lydon,
Bill Near,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Aaron Thompson,
Tomorrow,
Television Personalities,
Massinfluence,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.