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 Taipei.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gang Green to the rock 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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
The Pop Group,
ABBA,
The Sonics,
Reagan Youth,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cybotron,
Drexciya,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bush Tetras,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eric Copeland,
Michelle Simonal,
Boogie Down Productions,
Boredoms,
The Happenings,
Robert Wyatt,
John Foxx,
The Dead C,
D'Angelo,
Sun Ra,
Negative Approach,
The Angels of Light,
Gabor Szabo,
a-ha,
Tim Buckley,
Chrome,
Motorama,
Peter & Gordon,
Oneida,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dave Gahan,
Isaac Hayes,
The Skatalites,
Pantytec,
A Certain Ratio,
Simply Red,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pulsallama,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tubeway Army,
the Association,
Adolescents,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pere Ubu,
World's Most,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Byron Stingily,
The Neon Judgement,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Womack,
Groovy Waters,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joey Negro,
New Order,
Unrelated Segments,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.