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 Iraq and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Drive Like Jehu to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Sonic Youth,
Throbbing Gristle,
EPMD,
Alison Limerick,
The Smiths,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Robert Hood,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lyres,
Wire,
Animal Collective,
The Black Dice,
Dual Sessions,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Sonics,
Judy Mowatt,
Charles Mingus,
The Grass Roots,
Theoretical Girls,
Panda Bear,
Clear Light,
Glenn Branca,
Bronski Beat,
The Velvet Underground,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Whodini,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Junior Murvin,
Agent Orange,
Marshall Jefferson,
CMW,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Skaos,
Yusef Lateef,
Rites of Spring,
Scott Walker,
Matthew Bourne,
Lebanon Hanover,
Electric Prunes,
Scrapy,
Minutemen,
World's Most,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Vainqueur,
John Lydon,
The Gap Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jawbox,
The Selecter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
LL Cool J,
Max Romeo,
Minny Pops,
Scion,
B.T. Express,
Slick Rick,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ultravox,
Nik Kershaw,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Divine Comedy,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.