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 Niger and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Mars to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moss Icon,
David McCallum,
Sarah Menescal,
Cybotron,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Second Layer,
Thee Headcoats,
Marmalade,
Cecil Taylor,
Popol Vuh,
The Buckinghams,
Mark Hollis,
Todd Terry,
Animal Collective,
Johnny Clarke,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Human League,
Colin Newman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Derrick May,
Minutemen,
Reuben Wilson,
One Last Wish,
Thompson Twins,
Qualms,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Wake,
Metal Thangz,
Heaven 17,
Cymande,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Essential Logic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Smoke,
Fluxion,
The New Christs,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fortunes,
The Birthday Party,
Soulsonic Force,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Don Cherry,
KRS-One,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lightning Bolt,
Boredoms,
Connie Case,
The Barracudas,
Slick Rick,
Intrusion,
Kaleidoscope,
Desert Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
X-102,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.