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 Saudi Arabia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb 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 Lebanon Hanover to the grunge 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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
Section 25,
Echospace,
Scion,
Metal Thangz,
Carl Craig,
Connie Case,
Guru Guru,
Steve Hackett,
Brand Nubian,
Bauhaus,
The Dave Clark Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Frankie Knuckles,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Zero Boys,
Magazine,
The Leaves,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Johnny Osbourne,
Whodini,
Glenn Branca,
The Cramps,
Ponytail,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Khruangbin,
The Busters,
The Gories,
Procol Harum,
The Residents,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ultra Naté,
Scientists,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Seeds,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Litter,
Boz Scaggs,
Josef K,
The Victims,
Popol Vuh,
Clear Light,
Fluxion,
Funkadelic,
Black Bananas,
The Wake,
Quantec,
The Cure,
The Dead C,
Anthony Braxton,
the Normal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Agent Orange,
Bill Wells,
the Swans,
Susan Cadogan,
Barry Ungar,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mark Hollis,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.