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 Serbia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron 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 U.S. Maple to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Golliwogs,
The Star Department,
the Normal,
The Gap Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Moss Icon,
The Motions,
The Seeds,
The Selecter,
The Martian,
The Misunderstood,
Dennis Brown,
Stetsasonic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
UT,
The Gories,
The Fugs,
Camberwell Now,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mantronix,
Ituana,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Velvet Underground,
Man Eating Sloth,
Drexciya,
Michelle Simonal,
Johnny Osbourne,
Howard Jones,
Ice-T,
Joe Finger,
Tommy Roe,
The J.B.'s,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Icehouse,
The Buckinghams,
The Fall,
Siglo XX,
Joensuu 1685,
Quando Quango,
The Electric Prunes,
Sister Nancy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Talk Talk,
The Smiths,
The Vogues,
JFA,
New Order,
Gil Scott Heron,
R.M.O.,
the Swans,
James White and The Blacks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sun Ra,
Sun City Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Morten Harket,
Fort Wilson Riot,
B.T. Express,
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.