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 Uzbekistan and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Aloha Tigers to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Rufus Thomas,
Fugazi,
K-Klass,
The Moody Blues,
The Red Krayola,
Ronan,
Suburban Knight,
Unwound,
Yazoo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Johnny Clarke,
Scott Walker,
The Motions,
Anthony Braxton,
Dave Gahan,
The Cure,
The Fall,
Bobby Sherman,
The Doors,
The Vogues,
Rod Modell,
Lucky Dragons,
Ponytail,
Don Cherry,
The Gun Club,
Deakin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Move,
The Golliwogs,
Newcleus,
Nick Fraelich,
Ken Boothe,
Morten Harket,
The Barracudas,
OOIOO,
Sound Behaviour,
Pantaleimon,
The Fire Engines,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Grandmaster Flash,
Altered Images,
Cal Tjader,
These Immortal Souls,
Deadbeat,
Moby Grape,
Archie Shepp,
Eric Dolphy,
Radiohead,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Standells,
Yusef Lateef,
Bill Near,
Sparks,
Sandy B,
Japan,
Ituana,
Lyres,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Maurizio,
X-101,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.