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 Micronesia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the electroclash 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dirtbombs,
Alphaville,
Lucky Dragons,
Negative Approach,
Mantronix,
Juan Atkins,
Mo-Dettes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Alison Limerick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maurizio,
Au Pairs,
ABC,
Al Stewart,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Grass Roots,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sister Nancy,
The Divine Comedy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Warren Ellis,
Khruangbin,
Monks,
Deakin,
The Velvet Underground,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cymande,
Tim Buckley,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oblivians,
The United States of America,
Y Pants,
Skriet,
OOIOO,
Adolescents,
Visage,
Lungfish,
Roxy Music,
B.T. Express,
Blancmange,
the Slits,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Maleditus Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Loose Ends,
Charles Mingus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Minny Pops,
The Cramps,
Jerry's Kids,
Bobby Byrd,
The Skatalites,
Prince Buster,
Livin' Joy,
Hot Snakes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.