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 Belarus and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 The Slackers to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Von Mondo,
Skarface,
Kerrie Biddell,
Siglo XX,
Infiniti,
Television,
Brick,
Model 500,
Tim Buckley,
Radiohead,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Funky Four + One,
The Selecter,
Barry Ungar,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bang On A Can,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Star Department,
Section 25,
The Happenings,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sonic Youth,
Subhumans,
The Busters,
Absolute Body Control,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Coltrane,
Television Personalities,
The Standells,
Todd Terry,
MC5,
U.S. Maple,
The Neon Judgement,
Scion,
The Evens,
Guru Guru,
Parry Music,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Byron Stingily,
The Litter,
The Dirtbombs,
Arthur Verocai,
Lyres,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lakeside,
kango's stein massive,
Metal Thangz,
Young Marble Giants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deakin,
Procol Harum,
Pulsallama,
Adolescents,
Whodini,
Reagan Youth,
Gang Starr,
Robert Wyatt,
Marc Almond,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.