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 Belize and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Oneida to the punk 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Todd Terry,
The Divine Comedy,
Lalann,
Nico,
Wasted Youth,
The Seeds,
Roxette,
Von Mondo,
Rites of Spring,
Eric Copeland,
Sonic Youth,
The Searchers,
Derrick Morgan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pantaleimon,
David McCallum,
Idris Muhammad,
Outsiders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ken Boothe,
Pet Shop Boys,
FM Einheit,
Bush Tetras,
Rotary Connection,
The Angels of Light,
Mission of Burma,
Easy Going,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lower 48,
Adolescents,
Ornette Coleman,
Icehouse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
OOIOO,
The Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wolf Eyes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobby Womack,
The Birthday Party,
the Swans,
The Fugs,
Negative Approach,
Eden Ahbez,
Newcleus,
Joe Smooth,
The Golliwogs,
Drexciya,
Rod Modell,
Soft Cell,
Faraquet,
Amazonics,
Aswad,
China Crisis,
Rufus Thomas,
Junior Murvin,
Eurythmics,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pole,
Scratch Acid,
Warsaw,
Connie Case,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.