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 Cape Verde and from Tehran.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 JFA to the dance 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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Banda Bassotti,
Fifty Foot Hose,
UT,
Fat Boys,
Nick Fraelich,
Public Enemy,
Albert Ayler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bush Tetras,
Lou Christie,
Niagra,
Ultimate Spinach,
New Age Steppers,
Marvin Gaye,
Yusef Lateef,
Ten City,
The Doobie Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
John Cale,
Porter Ricks,
Agent Orange,
The Sonics,
Lucky Dragons,
U.S. Maple,
Leonard Cohen,
Letta Mbulu,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sällskapet,
kango's stein massive,
The Birthday Party,
Mr. Review,
Darondo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nico,
Ohio Players,
Judy Mowatt,
Terry Callier,
Sam Rivers,
Bad Manners,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Matthew Bourne,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Au Pairs,
Mars,
the Germs,
Amon Düül,
The Associates,
Excepter,
MC5,
Stetsasonic,
Minor Threat,
The Offenders,
The Barracudas,
Alphaville,
The Misunderstood,
Gang Green,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Brothers Johnson,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.