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 Israel and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Searchers to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
The Fuzztones,
Johnny Clarke,
Bill Wells,
EPMD,
Spoonie Gee,
MDC,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soft Cell,
Arcadia,
Jeff Mills,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joey Negro,
Sun Ra,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Oneida,
Zero Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
Deakin,
Rosa Yemen,
Connie Case,
The Fugs,
Pussy Galore,
Nirvana,
the Swans,
Bob Dylan,
Babytalk,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Wake,
Technova,
Dennis Brown,
Henry Cow,
OOIOO,
Eyeless In Gaza,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Unwound,
Mark Hollis,
Chris & Cosey,
Steve Hackett,
Skarface,
Nation of Ulysses,
Masters at Work,
Man Eating Sloth,
Skriet,
Grandmaster Flash,
Half Japanese,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Fortunes,
the Normal,
Can,
Nico,
Yaz,
New Order,
Organ,
The Evens,
the Human League,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-102,
Stereo Dub,
Anakelly,
Wolf Eyes,
Popol Vuh,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.