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 Panama and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Philadelphia.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 New Order to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
The Monochrome Set,
Isaac Hayes,
The Golliwogs,
FM Einheit,
Porter Ricks,
Arcadia,
The Beau Brummels,
Bauhaus,
MC5,
Q and Not U,
The Remains,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Swell Maps,
The Gap Band,
CMW,
Jacob Miller,
Sarah Menescal,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Intrusion,
Bang On A Can,
Urselle,
The Zeros,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Move,
John Foxx,
The Toasters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sonic Youth,
Crooked Eye,
the Human League,
Ituana,
Althea and Donna,
The Victims,
Unwound,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Grass Roots,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Joyce Sims,
X-102,
Camouflage,
The Evens,
La Düsseldorf,
The Electric Prunes,
Brass Construction,
Aswad,
Cymande,
the Soft Cell,
Anthony Braxton,
D'Angelo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sandy B,
Symarip,
DJ Sneak,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Josef K,
Lee Hazlewood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.