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 Samoa and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the crunk 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Joe Finger,
The American Breed,
Grandmaster Flash,
Swell Maps,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Stooges,
The Monochrome Set,
The Index,
The Remains,
Vainqueur,
Sandy B,
The Saints,
Trumans Water,
The Selecter,
T.S.O.L.,
Brass Construction,
Matthew Bourne,
Absolute Body Control,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Invisible,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kenny Larkin,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sarah Menescal,
Nico,
Roxette,
The Golliwogs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eric Dolphy,
Hot Snakes,
JFA,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jeff Mills,
Underground Resistance,
Derrick May,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mission of Burma,
Deakin,
Oblivians,
Dennis Brown,
Eric Copeland,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joey Negro,
U.S. Maple,
Essential Logic,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The New Christs,
Easy Going,
Nils Olav,
In Retrospect,
The Velvet Underground,
The Names,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Desert Stars,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Yaz,
Circle Jerks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cal Tjader,
Reuben Wilson,
Man Eating Sloth,
Monks,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.