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 Bolivia and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 The Five Americans to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Terrestrial Tones,
DJ Sneak,
Barry Ungar,
Wire,
Sex Pistols,
Leonard Cohen,
The Wake,
Grey Daturas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Warren Ellis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sexual Harrassment,
cv313,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Reagan Youth,
The Walker Brothers,
John Lydon,
Stereo Dub,
Index,
Hardrive,
Mission of Burma,
Alton Ellis,
Newcleus,
New York Dolls,
Isaac Hayes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Y Pants,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sound,
MC5,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Von Mondo,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Grass Roots,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Aaron Thompson,
The Mummies,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scratch Acid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Normal,
Max Romeo,
Pole,
Neil Young,
Desert Stars,
The American Breed,
The Velvet Underground,
The Slits,
Scott Walker,
New Age Steppers,
Amon Düül,
Skaos,
Toni Rubio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.