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 Norway and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
The Stooges,
Chris Corsano,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Vainqueur,
The Human League,
Adolescents,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Cure,
Warsaw,
The Seeds,
Simply Red,
Kas Product,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lyres,
Mantronix,
Funky Four + One,
Television Personalities,
Goldenarms,
Blake Baxter,
D'Angelo,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fuzztones,
Porter Ricks,
Barry Ungar,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aswad,
The Remains,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Intrusion,
Joey Negro,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nick Fraelich,
John Cale,
Visage,
Gichy Dan,
The Star Department,
Mary Jane Girls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eurythmics,
Tubeway Army,
AZ,
Black Sheep,
Surgeon,
Fear,
Cymande,
Fluxion,
Althea and Donna,
Massinfluence,
The Electric Prunes,
Anthony Braxton,
The Doobie Brothers,
Khruangbin,
Matthew Bourne,
The Dead C,
Fort Wilson Riot,
B.T. Express,
the Normal,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.