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 Seychelles and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Gladiators 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Toni Rubio,
AZ,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ice-T,
Half Japanese,
Television Personalities,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fugazi,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang of Four,
Suburban Knight,
Khruangbin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tears for Fears,
Joe Finger,
Massinfluence,
The Remains,
Wings,
Agent Orange,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Echospace,
Trumans Water,
Circle Jerks,
The Fall,
Sarah Menescal,
Hardrive,
Patti Smith,
Bobby Womack,
The Offenders,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
X-102,
Nirvana,
Chris Corsano,
Mr. Review,
Matthew Bourne,
Andrew Hill,
Juan Atkins,
David Axelrod,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Surgeon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Theoretical Girls,
Quantec,
the Sonics,
Skriet,
Shoche,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fatback Band,
Urselle,
Gregory Isaacs,
Absolute Body Control,
The Sound,
Minnie Riperton,
The Slits,
Reagan Youth,
Bobby Byrd,
Tomorrow,
Mars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Electric Prunes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.