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 Brazil and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sarah Menescal 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Wake,
Morten Harket,
X-102,
Oneida,
Simply Red,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Zero Boys,
Nils Olav,
Goldenarms,
Slick Rick,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fela Kuti,
Pagans,
Maleditus Sound,
Japan,
The Motions,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Blancmange,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fluxion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pere Ubu,
Janne Schatter,
Vainqueur,
the Soft Cell,
Trumans Water,
John Coltrane,
Porter Ricks,
Jandek,
Theoretical Girls,
June Days,
a-ha,
Tres Demented,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eve St. Jones,
Wire,
The Gap Band,
Aswad,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Angels of Light,
The Sound,
Brass Construction,
Dennis Brown,
Circle Jerks,
Pulsallama,
Ralphi Rosario,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Associates,
Alison Limerick,
Chrome,
Hashim,
Rufus Thomas,
Max Romeo,
Quando Quango,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Slits,
Brick,
AZ,
Thee Headcoats,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.