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 Somalia and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer 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 Hot Snakes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Skaos,
Funkadelic,
Oneida,
Graham Central Station,
Scan 7,
Lou Reed,
Gang Starr,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Happenings,
Aaron Thompson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Talk Talk,
Ituana,
Half Japanese,
Reuben Wilson,
Blossom Toes,
Country Teasers,
The Techniques,
Ohio Players,
The Wake,
Barrington Levy,
Alice Coltrane,
Roger Hodgson,
Joey Negro,
Adolescents,
Prince Buster,
The Slackers,
Cybotron,
Don Cherry,
FM Einheit,
Toni Rubio,
Piero Umiliani,
Cameo,
Arab on Radar,
Derrick May,
Steve Hackett,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Slick Rick,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Swans,
Unwound,
Bootsy Collins,
The Sonics,
Lalo Schifrin,
Drexciya,
Lindisfarne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pierre Henry,
Idris Muhammad,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Angry Samoans,
Los Fastidios,
the Association,
Chris & Cosey,
the Normal,
Colin Newman,
Public Enemy,
Unrelated Segments,
Fugazi,
Young Marble Giants,
Dennis Brown,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.