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 Accra.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gories to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Deadbeat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fat Boys,
Camberwell Now,
Fela Kuti,
Trumans Water,
Buzzcocks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Robert Görl,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Index,
the Sonics,
Rufus Thomas,
Silicon Teens,
Franke,
the Swans,
David Axelrod,
Banda Bassotti,
Charles Mingus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Television Personalities,
Cal Tjader,
Boz Scaggs,
Au Pairs,
Sugar Minott,
Q65,
Black Moon,
Stereo Dub,
Bobby Byrd,
Al Stewart,
David Bowie,
Radio Birdman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Music Machine,
Boogie Down Productions,
Public Enemy,
Black Pus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Q and Not U,
Chris Corsano,
Max Romeo,
Sight & Sound,
The Real Kids,
Howard Jones,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Lydon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Fraelich,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
John Foxx,
Japan,
The Searchers,
Second Layer,
Icehouse,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gories,
ABC,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.