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 Libya and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Saccharine Trust to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Letta Mbulu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barclay James Harvest,
Qualms,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Litter,
OOIOO,
Mantronix,
Q and Not U,
Unrelated Segments,
The Cure,
Lindisfarne,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
kango's stein massive,
Zapp,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Janne Schatter,
Barbara Tucker,
Byron Stingily,
Laurel Aitken,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Boogie Down Productions,
Subhumans,
Archie Shepp,
Deakin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Robert Wyatt,
Pantytec,
Bill Wells,
Monks,
La Düsseldorf,
The Fuzztones,
Rhythm & Sound,
Smog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Warsaw,
Quantec,
Wire,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Slackers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sarah Menescal,
A Certain Ratio,
Barrington Levy,
Monolake,
Maurizio,
Tres Demented,
Black Pus,
World's Most,
10cc,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Make Up,
Goldenarms,
Rod Modell,
Black Bananas,
Pantaleimon,
Warren Ellis,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.