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 Ecuador and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 808 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 The Kinks to the funk 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Michelle Simonal,
Lyres,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Todd Terry,
Althea and Donna,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
ABBA,
Flamin' Groovies,
John Coltrane,
Arab on Radar,
Maurizio,
Ronan,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Pop Group,
Deadbeat,
Goldenarms,
the Swans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
10cc,
Sun Ra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Thompson Twins,
Motorama,
Q65,
The Invisible,
The Index,
The American Breed,
Chrome,
Colin Newman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sarah Menescal,
Agitation Free,
CMW,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cluster,
The Modern Lovers,
Bob Dylan,
Joy Division,
Khruangbin,
Zero Boys,
These Immortal Souls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Leonard Cohen,
Connie Case,
Gerry Rafferty,
Drive Like Jehu,
June of 44,
The Slits,
Rotary Connection,
Radiohead,
Lalann,
T. Rex,
Eli Mardock,
Slick Rick,
Crime,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.