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 Algeria and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 The Cure 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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Scientists,
FM Einheit,
The Offenders,
Blossom Toes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Icehouse,
The Young Rascals,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Normal,
Theoretical Girls,
Livin' Joy,
Cybotron,
Buzzcocks,
Howard Jones,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Swell Maps,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
X-101,
Reagan Youth,
KRS-One,
Chrome,
Mantronix,
Organ,
Desert Stars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Neon Judgement,
Barrington Levy,
Thee Headcoats,
Ludus,
Todd Terry,
The United States of America,
EPMD,
The Fugs,
Wire,
The New Christs,
Ultimate Spinach,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Anakelly,
Rosa Yemen,
Sparks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Subhumans,
DJ Sneak,
The Misunderstood,
UT,
Ituana,
Rites of Spring,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Smiths,
MC5,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Remains,
Black Sheep,
the Germs,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mummies,
Section 25,
Niagra,
Lalann,
Pantytec,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.