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 Mexico and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
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 güiro 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 a-ha to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Iggy Pop,
PIL,
The Names,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tim Buckley,
Black Moon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hashim,
Kurtis Blow,
10cc,
The Slackers,
Joensuu 1685,
Sam Rivers,
Con Funk Shun,
Kayak,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Normal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris & Cosey,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gang of Four,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Residents,
Skaos,
Nico,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Blossom Toes,
Kas Product,
The Five Americans,
Essential Logic,
Dawn Penn,
The Electric Prunes,
Absolute Body Control,
Fluxion,
Mark Hollis,
The Young Rascals,
The Human League,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Sheep,
Nick Fraelich,
Amazonics,
The Invisible,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Joe Finger,
Yellowson,
Peter and Kerry,
The Angels of Light,
Mandrill,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Smoke,
John Cale,
Make Up,
The Count Five,
Blake Baxter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Barracudas,
Electric Prunes,
Rufus Thomas,
The Trojans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.