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 Cyprus and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the disco 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Silicon Teens,
Joyce Sims,
The Cure,
Livin' Joy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Radiohead,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Aloha Tigers,
Arthur Verocai,
The Pop Group,
E-Dancer,
The Victims,
Sam Rivers,
Liliput,
Sun Ra,
Suicide,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ultra Naté,
Roxy Music,
Basic Channel,
Moby Grape,
Neu!,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grey Daturas,
Theoretical Girls,
LL Cool J,
The Last Poets,
Soft Cell,
Althea and Donna,
Nico,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Graham Central Station,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lalann,
Bad Manners,
Yusef Lateef,
Jacob Miller,
The Dirtbombs,
Avey Tare,
Second Layer,
the Association,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fugs,
Don Cherry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Babytalk,
Glenn Branca,
Soul II Soul,
Black Flag,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lakeside,
John Cale,
Aswad,
Gang Green,
The Music Machine,
Fluxion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.