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 Morocco and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Swans to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Sonic Youth,
Alton Ellis,
Henry Cow,
the Human League,
Tres Demented,
Black Flag,
The Evens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nico,
Marvin Gaye,
Dark Day,
Circle Jerks,
The Tremeloes,
The Fugs,
Clear Light,
Young Marble Giants,
The Selecter,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kenny Larkin,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scion,
Q and Not U,
The Gap Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dawn Penn,
DJ Style,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Buzzcocks,
Crash Course in Science,
John Lydon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Maleditus Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sun Ra,
Eli Mardock,
Bill Near,
Joensuu 1685,
Soft Machine,
Make Up,
The Invisible,
Faust,
The Happenings,
The Durutti Column,
Section 25,
Bronski Beat,
H. Thieme,
Shuggie Otis,
Panda Bear,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fuzztones,
Amazonics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Detroit Cobras,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.