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 Palau and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes 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 Sixth Finger to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dead C,
Morten Harket,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Blossom Toes,
Yaz,
Sonic Youth,
the Association,
The Modern Lovers,
David Bowie,
Scott Walker,
Joy Division,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Von Mondo,
The Star Department,
The Fuzztones,
Outsiders,
The Pretty Things,
MDC,
The Smiths,
Chrome,
Yazoo,
Main Source,
New Order,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Moleskins,
The Music Machine,
Man Parrish,
Kaleidoscope,
The Monks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lalann,
Nick Fraelich,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rakim,
David McCallum,
Lucky Dragons,
The Barracudas,
Aaron Thompson,
Dennis Brown,
Darondo,
The Five Americans,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Osbourne,
DJ Sneak,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Skatalites,
Freddie Wadling,
Barclay James Harvest,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crime,
Crispy Ambulance,
Maleditus Sound,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cymande,
the Germs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Standells,
Royal Trux,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.