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 Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar 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 Oblivians to the disco 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Charles Mingus,
Crash Course in Science,
Soulsonic Force,
Joe Finger,
The Buckinghams,
Sugar Minott,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Names,
The Last Poets,
Buzzcocks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roxy Music,
Dave Gahan,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Lydon,
Max Romeo,
Sun Ra,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Dirtbombs,
T. Rex,
Basic Channel,
Sarah Menescal,
Metal Thangz,
Bob Dylan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Urselle,
Deakin,
Dual Sessions,
Adolescents,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Motorama,
Chrome,
Harry Pussy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Youth Brigade,
Severed Heads,
Half Japanese,
Franke,
Silicon Teens,
Public Enemy,
Idris Muhammad,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tres Demented,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Underground Resistance,
Rod Modell,
Pantaleimon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Yusef Lateef,
Surgeon,
Black Sheep,
The Fall,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Magazine,
Lightning Bolt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eden Ahbez,
The Seeds,
The Fuzztones,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.