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 El Salvador and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Philadelphia.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Deakin to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
The New Christs,
Fluxion,
Sight & Sound,
Henry Cow,
Flipper,
Johnny Osbourne,
Popol Vuh,
Half Japanese,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ronnie Foster,
Groovy Waters,
June Days,
Mantronix,
Connie Case,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dual Sessions,
Camberwell Now,
Crash Course in Science,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Oneida,
ABC,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Kinks,
T.S.O.L.,
Desert Stars,
Chris Corsano,
Joyce Sims,
The Gap Band,
The Busters,
Hasil Adkins,
John Foxx,
Davy DMX,
Marc Almond,
Alton Ellis,
Bluetip,
Sex Pistols,
Crispy Ambulance,
Minor Threat,
Amon Düül,
New Order,
Country Teasers,
The Searchers,
Soft Machine,
Neu!,
The Selecter,
The Fire Engines,
The Names,
The Toasters,
La Düsseldorf,
Echospace,
DJ Style,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Slits,
KRS-One,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lyres,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.