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 Sudan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Gichy Dan,
Animal Collective,
Erasure,
The Divine Comedy,
Lalann,
Sonny Sharrock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Duran Duran,
Electric Prunes,
Idris Muhammad,
Mary Jane Girls,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lyres,
The Vogues,
Blancmange,
The Gap Band,
Buzzcocks,
Khruangbin,
John Foxx,
Sixth Finger,
Alphaville,
Oneida,
Sun Ra,
The J.B.'s,
Bauhaus,
Faraquet,
Oblivians,
Cybotron,
the Normal,
One Last Wish,
Chris Corsano,
Radiohead,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lakeside,
Kerrie Biddell,
Section 25,
Blake Baxter,
Boz Scaggs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slick Rick,
The Index,
Stiv Bators,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Essential Logic,
Banda Bassotti,
Subhumans,
Deakin,
OOIOO,
Byron Stingily,
The Tremeloes,
U.S. Maple,
Ultravox,
Josef K,
Swans,
Wire,
Darondo,
Dave Gahan,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.