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 Korea North and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the electroclash 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Metal Thangz,
Public Enemy,
One Last Wish,
Animal Collective,
Fugazi,
The Zeros,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Monks,
Sonic Youth,
Khruangbin,
Eden Ahbez,
Los Fastidios,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kas Product,
Freddie Wadling,
Nation of Ulysses,
Main Source,
Interpol,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sparks,
Livin' Joy,
The Victims,
Reuben Wilson,
Soulsonic Force,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Davy DMX,
Dave Gahan,
Hasil Adkins,
The Modern Lovers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alton Ellis,
Delon & Dalcan,
X-102,
June Days,
New York Dolls,
Underground Resistance,
B.T. Express,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Move,
Aaron Thompson,
Bluetip,
Monks,
The Last Poets,
Royal Trux,
Television Personalities,
Porter Ricks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Blake Baxter,
Ornette Coleman,
Charles Mingus,
John Cale,
A Certain Ratio,
Aloha Tigers,
Television,
The Velvet Underground,
Chris & Cosey,
Jandek,
The Angels of Light,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.