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 Uganda and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Monks to the punk 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Gang of Four,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Dirtbombs,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bush Tetras,
The Golliwogs,
Robert Wyatt,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Slits,
Half Japanese,
Oneida,
Magma,
Ludus,
the Slits,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Blues Magoos,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Leaves,
Derrick Morgan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gabor Szabo,
Royal Trux,
Deepchord,
Hardrive,
Outsiders,
New Age Steppers,
Lyres,
MC5,
Warren Ellis,
The Smiths,
Morten Harket,
Sexual Harrassment,
Archie Shepp,
The Pop Group,
Altered Images,
The Selecter,
Rod Modell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Theoretical Girls,
Rakim,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Index,
Althea and Donna,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dark Day,
Aswad,
Glambeats Corp.,
Icehouse,
The Move,
Yaz,
Pole,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wasted Youth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mantronix,
Wally Richardson,
Eve St. Jones,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.