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 Cameroon and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ 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 AZ to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joyce Sims,
Lucky Dragons,
The Electric Prunes,
Pere Ubu,
Tim Buckley,
Pierre Henry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
David McCallum,
Dave Gahan,
Dual Sessions,
Ludus,
Alice Coltrane,
Graham Central Station,
New Order,
Black Flag,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bronski Beat,
Yazoo,
Funkadelic,
Banda Bassotti,
Au Pairs,
The Neon Judgement,
Robert Hood,
Anthony Braxton,
LL Cool J,
Echospace,
Ronan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Slick Rick,
Vainqueur,
Kerrie Biddell,
Wolf Eyes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
June Days,
The Young Rascals,
Danielle Patucci,
Panda Bear,
The Cramps,
Judy Mowatt,
The Divine Comedy,
Bad Manners,
David Axelrod,
Intrusion,
Donald Byrd,
The Fuzztones,
Bobby Womack,
Radiohead,
Heaven 17,
Gabor Szabo,
The Angels of Light,
Monks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Moon,
Hashim,
Quando Quango,
The Doobie Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
EPMD,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.