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 Nigeria and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jerry's Kids 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Janne Schatter,
Thee Headcoats,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobby Womack,
Half Japanese,
Aural Exciters,
Suicide,
Silicon Teens,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roy Ayers,
Joensuu 1685,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Amon Düül II,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Harmonia,
The Durutti Column,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Slackers,
Bobby Sherman,
Faust,
DJ Sneak,
Fat Boys,
Moss Icon,
Groovy Waters,
Eden Ahbez,
The United States of America,
Qualms,
Rites of Spring,
The Cramps,
The Wake,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
CMW,
Deakin,
Scrapy,
Intrusion,
The Vogues,
Sister Nancy,
Marc Almond,
Lalann,
The American Breed,
Sandy B,
The Index,
Alison Limerick,
The Dead C,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Erykah Badu,
Lindisfarne,
Nick Fraelich,
Ituana,
Slave,
World's Most,
Procol Harum,
The Knickerbockers,
The Cowsills,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.