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 Sierra Leone and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Arthur Verocai to the rock 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
China Crisis,
Mo-Dettes,
The Wake,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
John Holt,
Godley & Creme,
Intrusion,
A Certain Ratio,
Excepter,
Buzzcocks,
Sex Pistols,
Radiohead,
Dave Gahan,
Oblivians,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Searchers,
Robert Wyatt,
Moby Grape,
The Smiths,
Underground Resistance,
Jandek,
Tears for Fears,
LL Cool J,
The Birthday Party,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sugar Minott,
Kurtis Blow,
Peter and Kerry,
Arab on Radar,
Isaac Hayes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Anakelly,
Ituana,
Lungfish,
Y Pants,
Agitation Free,
The Pop Group,
Symarip,
Warren Ellis,
Althea and Donna,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Gun Club,
Ronan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joy Division,
Morten Harket,
Gang Green,
Johnny Clarke,
The Walker Brothers,
Organ,
Soul II Soul,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Byron Stingily,
New Order,
The Seeds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kenny Larkin,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.