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 Australia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Flipper to the rap 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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Groovy Waters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Quando Quango,
Albert Ayler,
Jacques Brel,
Davy DMX,
Brick,
Skriet,
Von Mondo,
Amon Düül,
The Birthday Party,
Bill Near,
John Lydon,
Rakim,
OOIOO,
Swans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Simply Red,
The Associates,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Tommy Roe,
Spoonie Gee,
Soulsonic Force,
Scrapy,
The Victims,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Erykah Badu,
Roxy Music,
Monks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dark Day,
Peter and Kerry,
Inner City,
Henry Cow,
The Skatalites,
The Doobie Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
Gichy Dan,
Marc Almond,
Bad Manners,
Prince Buster,
Pagans,
The Leaves,
The Index,
Swell Maps,
The Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fear,
cv313,
Scratch Acid,
The Black Dice,
Matthew Bourne,
ABBA,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Walker Brothers,
Spandau Ballet,
Ten City,
John Cale,
Q and Not U,
DJ Style,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.