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 Belgium and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar 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 Deakin to the techno 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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Circle Jerks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Faraquet,
Wasted Youth,
Rod Modell,
Joensuu 1685,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Banda Bassotti,
Marvin Gaye,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Basic Channel,
These Immortal Souls,
Jacob Miller,
Derrick May,
Franke,
Black Flag,
Skarface,
Dead Boys,
Technova,
Kool Moe Dee,
Black Pus,
the Soft Cell,
cv313,
Mark Hollis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wire,
Camberwell Now,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Laurel Aitken,
The Mojo Men,
Mandrill,
Quantec,
Y Pants,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jimmy McGriff,
James White and The Blacks,
Nico,
Electric Light Orchestra,
In Retrospect,
Chris & Cosey,
Eve St. Jones,
Underground Resistance,
The Techniques,
Mantronix,
Inner City,
Niagra,
Fad Gadget,
Anakelly,
48th St. Collective,
a-ha,
Gregory Isaacs,
Henry Cow,
The Fall,
The Star Department,
OOIOO,
June Days,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.