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 Nigeria and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Andrew Hill to the rock 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Connie Case,
Dawn Penn,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Move,
Eric Copeland,
Althea and Donna,
Nas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Angry Samoans,
Icehouse,
A Certain Ratio,
Alison Limerick,
Cameo,
Barry Ungar,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Josef K,
Kas Product,
Howard Jones,
Marine Girls,
Ludus,
The Young Rascals,
Outsiders,
Sandy B,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Grauzone,
The Doobie Brothers,
Spoonie Gee,
Chris Corsano,
New Order,
Quadrant,
Amazonics,
Unwound,
Lou Christie,
Intrusion,
Subhumans,
The Stooges,
Sam Rivers,
These Immortal Souls,
The Doors,
Scratch Acid,
The J.B.'s,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Loose Ends,
Wings,
Agitation Free,
The Fugs,
The Velvet Underground,
Jerry's Kids,
Drive Like Jehu,
Barbara Tucker,
Tubeway Army,
Mandrill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
K-Klass,
The Divine Comedy,
The Raincoats,
Vainqueur,
Moss Icon,
The Slits,
the Germs,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.