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 Ireland and from New York.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron 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 Avey Tare to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Vladislav Delay,
Godley & Creme,
The Vogues,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lungfish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Altered Images,
Zapp,
Hashim,
Lee Hazlewood,
Steve Hackett,
Amon Düül,
Delta 5,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Modern Lovers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cheater Slicks,
David Bowie,
Visage,
Carl Craig,
The Busters,
Ultra Naté,
Ohio Players,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
X-102,
Adolescents,
The Slackers,
Eli Mardock,
Danielle Patucci,
Lower 48,
Barrington Levy,
Bluetip,
Isaac Hayes,
Magma,
the Normal,
These Immortal Souls,
Camouflage,
Tim Buckley,
Lebanon Hanover,
Accadde A,
MDC,
K-Klass,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dawn Penn,
Absolute Body Control,
Nirvana,
Pagans,
Black Pus,
The Divine Comedy,
Iggy Pop,
Pantytec,
Tubeway Army,
The Music Machine,
Michelle Simonal,
The Beau Brummels,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jeru the Damaja,
Angry Samoans,
Sarah Menescal,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.