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 Norway 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare 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 Q65 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Japan,
Duran Duran,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Reed,
Hardrive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dennis Brown,
ABC,
Harmonia,
The Trojans,
The Misunderstood,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
JFA,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Index,
The Seeds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Newcleus,
Lucky Dragons,
Brass Construction,
Little Man,
Sex Pistols,
Deakin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Angels of Light,
The Invisible,
Pantytec,
Crash Course in Science,
Quadrant,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
New Age Steppers,
Procol Harum,
The Dead C,
Unwound,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Cheater Slicks,
Porter Ricks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Intrusion,
Tom Boy,
The Sonics,
Derrick Morgan,
The Red Krayola,
Khruangbin,
Panda Bear,
the Swans,
Mantronix,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sister Nancy,
Max Romeo,
The Mojo Men,
OOIOO,
Patti Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Birthday Party,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.