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 Guinea and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Slick Rick to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Soft Cell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wally Richardson,
Derrick Morgan,
Sandy B,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bill Wells,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bizarre Inc.,
Shoche,
Graham Central Station,
Magazine,
Y Pants,
The Velvet Underground,
Arcadia,
Vainqueur,
The Martian,
Quantec,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wire,
Desert Stars,
The Pop Group,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Invisible,
The Fuzztones,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Surgeon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dave Gahan,
Fear,
World's Most,
Pylon,
Joensuu 1685,
Kurtis Blow,
The Divine Comedy,
The Raincoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Patti Smith,
Soul II Soul,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Neu!,
The Residents,
The Index,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pantaleimon,
The Fall,
Minor Threat,
The Cure,
Hasil Adkins,
The Neon Judgement,
Faraquet,
Fugazi,
Smog,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Talk Talk,
R.M.O.,
B.T. Express,
Idris Muhammad,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sugar Minott,
Steve Hackett,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.