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 Libya 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Jawbox to the punk 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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Flash Fearless,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
David Bowie,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pere Ubu,
Aural Exciters,
Bauhaus,
Saccharine Trust,
Alphaville,
Sam Rivers,
Suburban Knight,
10cc,
Pantytec,
Amon Düül,
Frankie Knuckles,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yaz,
Scan 7,
Soulsonic Force,
Brass Construction,
Erasure,
The Red Krayola,
Clear Light,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Mummies,
Nick Fraelich,
The Electric Prunes,
Nico,
Jacques Brel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Terry,
Juan Atkins,
Outsiders,
Eden Ahbez,
Reagan Youth,
Excepter,
The Doors,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Moleskins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Amazonics,
Q65,
Spandau Ballet,
The Birthday Party,
Kayak,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Alarm Clocks,
Japan,
Patti Smith,
Shuggie Otis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang Green,
Electric Prunes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Cramps,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jeru the Damaja,
E-Dancer,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.