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 Switzerland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 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 the Slits to the dance 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fortunes,
The Modern Lovers,
EPMD,
Tres Demented,
Gil Scott Heron,
Stockholm Monsters,
Byron Stingily,
Procol Harum,
Minnie Riperton,
Quadrant,
Zero Boys,
Roger Hodgson,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Iggy Pop,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Banda Bassotti,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Cale,
Archie Shepp,
Fela Kuti,
Kerri Chandler,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Harmonia,
The Dead C,
The Fall,
Bang On A Can,
Moebius,
Pole,
China Crisis,
Freddie Wadling,
Graham Central Station,
Parry Music,
The Young Rascals,
James White and The Blacks,
Peter & Gordon,
Siglo XX,
Fugazi,
Thompson Twins,
Danielle Patucci,
Cheater Slicks,
Q and Not U,
Judy Mowatt,
Roxette,
The Fire Engines,
Newcleus,
Shoche,
Fat Boys,
Glenn Branca,
a-ha,
Moss Icon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mark Hollis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rapeman,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Human League,
Los Fastidios,
New Order,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.