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 Jordan 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Radiohead to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Circle Jerks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Modern Lovers,
Von Mondo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Livin' Joy,
Rufus Thomas,
Stiv Bators,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tears for Fears,
UT,
The Remains,
Al Stewart,
Eddi Front,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tropical Tobacco,
Franke,
The Martian,
Infiniti,
The Shadows of Knight,
Index,
CMW,
The Dead C,
Bronski Beat,
Minor Threat,
Robert Hood,
Howard Jones,
Freddie Wadling,
Reuben Wilson,
Brick,
Agent Orange,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lucky Dragons,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sixth Finger,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Newcleus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Peter & Gordon,
Danielle Patucci,
Fad Gadget,
Scrapy,
Arcadia,
Massinfluence,
Ronan,
EPMD,
The Stooges,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Babytalk,
The Count Five,
The Leaves,
Make Up,
Stereo Dub,
Interpol,
The Velvet Underground,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.