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 Iceland and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fugazi to the dance 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fire Engines,
Eve St. Jones,
Grauzone,
John Lydon,
Kerri Chandler,
Amon Düül,
Thompson Twins,
T. Rex,
Qualms,
New Order,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ituana,
D'Angelo,
B.T. Express,
The United States of America,
The Walker Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
EPMD,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Desert Stars,
Severed Heads,
MC5,
Babytalk,
Henry Cow,
Crime,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Juan Atkins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joy Division,
The Invisible,
Chris & Cosey,
Girls At Our Best!,
Television Personalities,
CMW,
Tears for Fears,
Sarah Menescal,
The Electric Prunes,
Brick,
Deepchord,
Darondo,
Amon Düül II,
Al Stewart,
Mark Hollis,
Q and Not U,
Flipper,
The Fuzztones,
Avey Tare,
The Litter,
The Stooges,
Bauhaus,
kango's stein massive,
China Crisis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tomorrow,
Joensuu 1685,
Dave Gahan,
The Toasters,
Freddie Wadling,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.