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 Malta and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cluster to the rap 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Model 500,
Joey Negro,
The American Breed,
KRS-One,
L. Decosne,
The Invisible,
Au Pairs,
Crash Course in Science,
Circle Jerks,
Wasted Youth,
Basic Channel,
DNA,
Von Mondo,
Rekid,
DJ Style,
Nick Fraelich,
Andrew Hill,
Simply Red,
The Mojo Men,
Scion,
Blossom Toes,
The Litter,
Crispian St. Peters,
Scratch Acid,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Gories,
Darondo,
Dark Day,
Fat Boys,
Blake Baxter,
A Certain Ratio,
Gastr Del Sol,
Davy DMX,
The Grass Roots,
Jandek,
Icehouse,
R.M.O.,
Cluster,
T. Rex,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blancmange,
Neil Young,
Depeche Mode,
Popol Vuh,
Kool Moe Dee,
Average White Band,
Max Romeo,
Yazoo,
FM Einheit,
Mars,
Roxette,
Deadbeat,
Susan Cadogan,
Charles Mingus,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Todd Terry,
Absolute Body Control,
Rufus Thomas,
Minor Threat,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.