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 Chile and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Quadrant to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
MC5,
Rufus Thomas,
Ronan,
Cheater Slicks,
Laurel Aitken,
Jeff Mills,
Crooked Eye,
L. Decosne,
The Divine Comedy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Techniques,
Dave Gahan,
Pere Ubu,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fuzztones,
Groovy Waters,
Hashim,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Japan,
The New Christs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Normal,
Infiniti,
Panda Bear,
The American Breed,
Livin' Joy,
Radio Birdman,
The Fire Engines,
Bang On A Can,
Lucky Dragons,
Idris Muhammad,
Deadbeat,
Skriet,
LL Cool J,
Robert Görl,
Franke,
Henry Cow,
Tim Buckley,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Minor Threat,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Raincoats,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rites of Spring,
Scott Walker,
Bill Near,
Motorama,
Mad Mike,
Ronnie Foster,
Kerri Chandler,
Althea and Donna,
X-Ray Spex,
Sarah Menescal,
The Golliwogs,
Fluxion,
Gil Scott Heron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David Bowie,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.