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 Estonia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Swans to the techno 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Inner City,
The Techniques,
Radio Birdman,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
KRS-One,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Five Americans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Masters at Work,
Sarah Menescal,
Glenn Branca,
The Slackers,
Albert Ayler,
Joy Division,
Moby Grape,
The Pretty Things,
Johnny Osbourne,
Royal Trux,
Altered Images,
Funky Four + One,
Minutemen,
Model 500,
Soft Machine,
Sex Pistols,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mandrill,
Buzzcocks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sparks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Susan Cadogan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Suicide,
David McCallum,
Bobby Womack,
Flipper,
Sound Behaviour,
Talk Talk,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Procol Harum,
Deadbeat,
Darondo,
Vainqueur,
Maurizio,
Bill Near,
Hot Snakes,
Amon Düül,
Bush Tetras,
Scott Walker,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Animal Collective,
The United States of America,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Walker Brothers,
cv313,
48th St. Collective,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.