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 Tunisia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
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 808 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 Scratch Acid to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Reagan Youth,
The Associates,
Aswad,
Gong,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Godley & Creme,
Jawbox,
Jeff Lynne,
Derrick May,
UT,
Kurtis Blow,
H. Thieme,
Johnny Osbourne,
Quando Quango,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Count Five,
The Cure,
Jesper Dahlback,
MC5,
Silicon Teens,
The Black Dice,
Pet Shop Boys,
X-102,
The Real Kids,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fatback Band,
Sound Behaviour,
China Crisis,
The Fugs,
Das Ding,
Dave Gahan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Christie,
John Holt,
Ken Boothe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pussy Galore,
Barry Ungar,
Flipper,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Von Mondo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joe Smooth,
Eden Ahbez,
Alphaville,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sun Ra,
The Stooges,
The Velvet Underground,
Lindisfarne,
Moby Grape,
Easy Going,
Zapp,
Reuben Wilson,
The Move,
kango's stein massive,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eurythmics,
Yaz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.