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 Tuvalu and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Count Five to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Groovy Waters,
Gang of Four,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Pop Group,
kango's stein massive,
Mark Hollis,
Accadde A,
China Crisis,
Delta 5,
Sly & The Family Stone,
It's A Beautiful Day,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fall,
The Doors,
Nik Kershaw,
Marine Girls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rapeman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Qualms,
Ponytail,
Little Man,
MDC,
Flamin' Groovies,
Magma,
The Slackers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Amazonics,
Soul II Soul,
Warren Ellis,
the Swans,
Lou Reed,
The Flesh Eaters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Blossom Toes,
Banda Bassotti,
Junior Murvin,
Alphaville,
The Gories,
Anthony Braxton,
The Selecter,
Mission of Burma,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Chris & Cosey,
Shoche,
The Dirtbombs,
Skarface,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Residents,
Fela Kuti,
Janne Schatter,
Pussy Galore,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kevin Saunderson,
Harry Pussy,
Barry Ungar,
The J.B.'s,
The Trojans,
Marvin Gaye,
Arthur Verocai,
Schoolly D,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.