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 Solomon Islands 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Little Man to the jazz 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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Motions,
Amon Düül,
The Fuzztones,
Funkadelic,
Ten City,
Danielle Patucci,
Cluster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Shoche,
T.S.O.L.,
Sparks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
MDC,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Archie Shepp,
Matthew Bourne,
Half Japanese,
Con Funk Shun,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Public Enemy,
Neil Young,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Section 25,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Pus,
Y Pants,
Bronski Beat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Robert Görl,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Angels of Light,
Fatback Band,
Sandy B,
Sun City Girls,
a-ha,
The Litter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rites of Spring,
Junior Murvin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
DJ Style,
Swans,
Marine Girls,
Marvin Gaye,
Crispy Ambulance,
Altered Images,
Livin' Joy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Banda Bassotti,
Ludus,
Iggy Pop,
Television Personalities,
The Monks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deepchord,
Anthony Braxton,
Godley & Creme,
X-102,
Sonic Youth,
Johnny Clarke,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.