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 Finland and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Lou Reed 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 Man Eating Sloth to the grime 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Banda Bassotti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Make Up,
Pere Ubu,
Pylon,
Wolf Eyes,
Swans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kayak,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Quando Quango,
kango's stein massive,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Laurel Aitken,
The Dave Clark Five,
Motorama,
Skaos,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dennis Brown,
LL Cool J,
Pole,
The Gun Club,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pierre Henry,
Animal Collective,
Metal Thangz,
Hoover,
Monks,
Moss Icon,
Danielle Patucci,
Man Parrish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
David McCallum,
Oneida,
Franke,
Angry Samoans,
Minnie Riperton,
Gerry Rafferty,
DJ Sneak,
Oblivians,
Dead Boys,
The Motions,
Goldenarms,
Cymande,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The J.B.'s,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Blues Magoos,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Q65,
Jeff Mills,
Harpers Bizarre,
L. Decosne,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Silicon Teens,
Drexciya,
Gang Green,
Sex Pistols,
Neil Young,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.