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 France and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 R.M.O. to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eden Ahbez,
Negative Approach,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Alarm Clocks,
Los Fastidios,
FM Einheit,
A Certain Ratio,
The Human League,
Gabor Szabo,
DJ Sneak,
Mr. Review,
Bang On A Can,
Susan Cadogan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
New York Dolls,
X-101,
Fela Kuti,
Marshall Jefferson,
Echospace,
Easy Going,
Mars,
Scratch Acid,
Bush Tetras,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Joey Negro,
Khruangbin,
Lalann,
The Searchers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Vogues,
Crash Course in Science,
Electric Prunes,
The Selecter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Pretty Things,
B.T. Express,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Divine Comedy,
Arthur Verocai,
The Victims,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Thompson Twins,
Harry Pussy,
Bobby Byrd,
Charles Mingus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Con Funk Shun,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Sonics,
CMW,
Stetsasonic,
Slick Rick,
The Gories,
Model 500,
The Invisible,
Second Layer,
Essential Logic,
Infiniti,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.