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 Morocco and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
New York Dolls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pierre Henry,
Royal Trux,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rod Modell,
JFA,
Sonic Youth,
Das Ding,
Arcadia,
Roy Ayers,
Bang On A Can,
Half Japanese,
Eric Dolphy,
Depeche Mode,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Human League,
kango's stein massive,
The Golliwogs,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Sonics,
Stetsasonic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Prince Buster,
Theoretical Girls,
Rapeman,
Groovy Waters,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flamin' Groovies,
World's Most,
Suburban Knight,
Patti Smith,
Tears for Fears,
Yaz,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Gun Club,
Silicon Teens,
Bill Near,
The Walker Brothers,
Monolake,
Fear,
Duran Duran,
Delta 5,
Sex Pistols,
The Birthday Party,
X-101,
Funky Four + One,
Eric B and Rakim,
Franke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
10cc,
MC5,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Con Funk Shun,
Drive Like Jehu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Durutti Column,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.