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 Jordan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare 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 Inner City to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
LL Cool J,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dark Day,
the Soft Cell,
The Associates,
Ultra Naté,
Wire,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Reuben Wilson,
June Days,
Ornette Coleman,
Buzzcocks,
the Bar-Kays,
Gang of Four,
The Last Poets,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Buckinghams,
Laurel Aitken,
Magma,
Unwound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tubeway Army,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pulsallama,
The Vogues,
Marc Almond,
Big Daddy Kane,
Darondo,
Cheater Slicks,
Skriet,
K-Klass,
The Martian,
The Invisible,
Oneida,
Sixth Finger,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jandek,
Eden Ahbez,
Sun Ra,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moby Grape,
Kurtis Blow,
The Searchers,
Unrelated Segments,
In Retrospect,
Con Funk Shun,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Monochrome Set,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Slits,
Kerri Chandler,
Oblivians,
The Gap Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Wings,
Erykah Badu,
Babytalk,
Rekid, Rekid, Rekid, Rekid.
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.