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 Armenia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Barbara Tucker to the electroclash 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Circle Jerks,
Rufus Thomas,
Dennis Brown,
Black Bananas,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sisters of Mercy,
UT,
Basic Channel,
CMW,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Gladiators,
Swell Maps,
Urselle,
Scan 7,
Aural Exciters,
Agent Orange,
Juan Atkins,
Goldenarms,
Terry Callier,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jacob Miller,
The Black Dice,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cybotron,
Anthony Braxton,
Faust,
John Coltrane,
Television Personalities,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fatback Band,
Chrome,
Television,
Amon Düül II,
The Count Five,
Glenn Branca,
Heaven 17,
World's Most,
Lyres,
The Monochrome Set,
Arcadia,
Bad Manners,
Parry Music,
Brass Construction,
These Immortal Souls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gerry Rafferty,
LL Cool J,
Cameo,
Lee Hazlewood,
KRS-One,
Joe Finger,
Piero Umiliani,
the Swans,
The Saints,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Modern Lovers,
Los Fastidios,
Rod Modell,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.