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 Andorra and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Rakim to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hashim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Eden Ahbez,
Circle Jerks,
Maleditus Sound,
The Stooges,
Eve St. Jones,
Colin Newman,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric Copeland,
Hardrive,
Arcadia,
Monks,
The Music Machine,
Fad Gadget,
Yazoo,
The Index,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Groovy Waters,
Suburban Knight,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Todd Terry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wally Richardson,
Funky Four + One,
Black Pus,
Ituana,
Fear,
X-Ray Spex,
La Düsseldorf,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aloha Tigers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Man Eating Sloth,
F. McDonald,
Absolute Body Control,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Fraelich,
New Age Steppers,
The Misunderstood,
Archie Shepp,
Marine Girls,
The Golliwogs,
Wolf Eyes,
The Associates,
Stetsasonic,
The Tremeloes,
Dennis Brown,
Altered Images,
Organ,
Trumans Water,
X-102,
Sam Rivers,
Cymande,
The Young Rascals,
Blancmange,
The Beau Brummels,
Reuben Wilson,
Television Personalities,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.