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 Albania and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Loose Ends to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Unrelated Segments,
Glenn Branca,
Robert Görl,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Procol Harum,
Moss Icon,
Bobby Sherman,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare,
Spoonie Gee,
Boogie Down Productions,
Man Parrish,
Wasted Youth,
Depeche Mode,
Quadrant,
John Foxx,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Animal Collective,
Boredoms,
Television Personalities,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Pus,
Funkadelic,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sex Pistols,
Fluxion,
The Trojans,
Althea and Donna,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Warren Ellis,
the Sonics,
Neil Young,
Nation of Ulysses,
Icehouse,
Ponytail,
James White and The Blacks,
Brothers Johnson,
Second Layer,
Iggy Pop,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vladislav Delay,
Minny Pops,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Electric Prunes,
The Buckinghams,
The Stooges,
Scrapy,
Erykah Badu,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Leaves,
Letta Mbulu,
Dead Boys,
Au Pairs,
the Germs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Technova,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.