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 Iran and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Hashim to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Second Layer,
Kas Product,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lightning Bolt,
Pantaleimon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pussy Galore,
Spoonie Gee,
Section 25,
Mr. Review,
Soulsonic Force,
Cymande,
Bill Wells,
Boz Scaggs,
The Durutti Column,
Tears for Fears,
Barbara Tucker,
kango's stein massive,
U.S. Maple,
Fluxion,
Underground Resistance,
Thompson Twins,
Anthony Braxton,
Dual Sessions,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scion,
The Neon Judgement,
The Skatalites,
X-101,
Mission of Burma,
Wally Richardson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Juan Atkins,
Godley & Creme,
Flash Fearless,
Excepter,
Curtis Mayfield,
Los Fastidios,
Toni Rubio,
Amon Düül,
Gang of Four,
ABC,
Anakelly,
The Flesh Eaters,
Panda Bear,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Faraquet,
Black Moon,
Lakeside,
Peter and Kerry,
Magma,
Jeff Lynne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Schoolly D,
Marmalade,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fugazi,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Michelle Simonal,
The Martian,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.