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 Costa Rica and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
The Martian,
The Associates,
Amon Düül II,
Junior Murvin,
The Smiths,
Brass Construction,
Andrew Hill,
Suburban Knight,
The Evens,
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joensuu 1685,
the Swans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sarah Menescal,
New Age Steppers,
The Offenders,
Neu!,
The Toasters,
Buzzcocks,
Negative Approach,
The Slackers,
Deepchord,
Darondo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Magma,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Raincoats,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Excepter,
Derrick May,
Organ,
Niagra,
Godley & Creme,
Black Flag,
The Young Rascals,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sonics,
Gang Green,
Scion,
Harpers Bizarre,
Vainqueur,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bill Wells,
Pere Ubu,
Aural Exciters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lou Reed,
Althea and Donna,
Robert Wyatt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rosa Yemen,
Heaven 17,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.