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 Jamaica and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the rock 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 The Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
the Normal,
PIL,
Dave Gahan,
Todd Terry,
FM Einheit,
Steve Hackett,
Carl Craig,
Josef K,
OOIOO,
Dennis Brown,
Fort Wilson Riot,
L. Decosne,
Hasil Adkins,
Warsaw,
LL Cool J,
Sparks,
Slave,
Jandek,
Sandy B,
Bootsy Collins,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rites of Spring,
Rufus Thomas,
Schoolly D,
The Five Americans,
Animal Collective,
The Saints,
The Black Dice,
Anthony Braxton,
Smog,
The Pop Group,
The Grass Roots,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hoover,
Matthew Halsall,
The Real Kids,
Y Pants,
Eli Mardock,
Peter & Gordon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gichy Dan,
Scan 7,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Beau Brummels,
Lou Reed,
Silicon Teens,
cv313,
Kenny Larkin,
Intrusion,
John Lydon,
Tom Boy,
Vainqueur,
Moss Icon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
Toni Rubio,
Scientists,
The J.B.'s,
Los Fastidios,
Joe Finger,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Organ,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.