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 Costa Rica and from Madrid.
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 London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 Pylon to the grime 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Malaria!,
Lightning Bolt,
Aswad,
The Fall,
John Holt,
Juan Atkins,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Black Dice,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Faraquet,
Suburban Knight,
Pulsallama,
Oneida,
Morten Harket,
Icehouse,
John Lydon,
FM Einheit,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eve St. Jones,
Skriet,
Country Teasers,
Bobby Womack,
Eli Mardock,
Panda Bear,
Talk Talk,
Basic Channel,
Soulsonic Force,
The Moody Blues,
Marcia Griffiths,
Josef K,
Metal Thangz,
The Residents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Steve Hackett,
China Crisis,
The Blackbyrds,
The Offenders,
Ken Boothe,
Mars,
Marshall Jefferson,
Circle Jerks,
the Normal,
Howard Jones,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Von Mondo,
B.T. Express,
The Trojans,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eric B and Rakim,
Niagra,
Index,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camouflage,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rufus Thomas,
Nick Fraelich,
Maurizio,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.