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 Belize and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the grunge 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Barry Ungar,
Anthony Braxton,
Jacob Miller,
Symarip,
The Smiths,
Grandmaster Flash,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Y Pants,
Procol Harum,
This Heat,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Human League,
Avey Tare,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
DJ Sneak,
Gang Gang Dance,
Panda Bear,
The Slackers,
Eric Dolphy,
Amon Düül II,
New York Dolls,
Interpol,
Public Image Ltd.,
Technova,
Agitation Free,
Moss Icon,
Marc Almond,
48th St. Collective,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
Yaz,
Audionom,
Basic Channel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mark Hollis,
Cybotron,
John Lydon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flash Fearless,
The Misunderstood,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Robert Hood,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mr. Review,
Blake Baxter,
Newcleus,
Stetsasonic,
Shuggie Otis,
Liliput,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nirvana,
Chrome,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sparks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.