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 Saudi Arabia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Johannesburg.
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 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 Saccharine Trust to the dance 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
The Cure,
Dave Gahan,
Sound Behaviour,
Procol Harum,
Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Electric Prunes,
Ultravox,
Bobby Womack,
The Golliwogs,
Mo-Dettes,
Scratch Acid,
Andrew Hill,
Urselle,
Anakelly,
The Sound,
Connie Case,
Bauhaus,
The Fortunes,
Eric Dolphy,
Cal Tjader,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Funky Four + One,
Hasil Adkins,
Steve Hackett,
Chris & Cosey,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brick,
Henry Cow,
LL Cool J,
Sonic Youth,
Porter Ricks,
Tommy Roe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suicide,
L. Decosne,
Lalann,
Soft Cell,
Index,
Groovy Waters,
Eddi Front,
Silicon Teens,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobby Sherman,
Scion,
Susan Cadogan,
Outsiders,
Gregory Isaacs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nils Olav,
Jandek,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dawn Penn,
Bluetip,
Youth Brigade,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.