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 Poland and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Boredoms to the crunk 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Radiohead,
The Fuzztones,
Godley & Creme,
Symarip,
Reagan Youth,
The Victims,
James White and The Blacks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marvin Gaye,
Cheater Slicks,
Ronnie Foster,
Main Source,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tears for Fears,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Trumans Water,
K-Klass,
Brothers Johnson,
The Sonics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pantaleimon,
Brand Nubian,
Royal Trux,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ronan,
UT,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Sonics,
Lungfish,
The Tremeloes,
ABC,
The Sound,
Nirvana,
The Residents,
Masters at Work,
Easy Going,
Los Fastidios,
Al Stewart,
Bad Manners,
Amazonics,
The Alarm Clocks,
Severed Heads,
Cameo,
Sandy B,
Swans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Delon & Dalcan,
JFA,
Lalann,
Robert Hood,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pierre Henry,
Kayak,
Mark Hollis,
The Kinks,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.