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 Romania and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Moleskins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Deepchord,
Unwound,
Subhumans,
Blancmange,
Kerrie Biddell,
FM Einheit,
Q65,
Wally Richardson,
Panda Bear,
Section 25,
U.S. Maple,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scott Walker,
Mr. Review,
Pussy Galore,
Echospace,
Scan 7,
The Residents,
One Last Wish,
DJ Sneak,
Tears for Fears,
Sällskapet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Avey Tare,
The Dirtbombs,
Black Bananas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lower 48,
Vainqueur,
Kerri Chandler,
Duran Duran,
Rekid,
Thee Headcoats,
Motorama,
Warren Ellis,
Loose Ends,
The Gories,
Anakelly,
Moby Grape,
The Selecter,
The Victims,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chris Corsano,
The Moody Blues,
Al Stewart,
Fad Gadget,
Camberwell Now,
Bobby Byrd,
Los Fastidios,
The Walker Brothers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Circle Jerks,
Inner City,
Bobby Sherman,
Howard Jones,
Man Eating Sloth,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.