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 Brazil and from London.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Remains to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Ralphi Rosario,
Alison Limerick,
Tres Demented,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quadrant,
Gastr Del Sol,
Motorama,
The Index,
The Durutti Column,
Tomorrow,
Freddie Wadling,
Max Romeo,
Funky Four + One,
Pantaleimon,
The Neon Judgement,
Masters at Work,
Matthew Halsall,
X-101,
Cecil Taylor,
The Stooges,
Procol Harum,
The Martian,
Liliput,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gichy Dan,
Isaac Hayes,
Saccharine Trust,
Robert Görl,
The Birthday Party,
Panda Bear,
Whodini,
The Red Krayola,
Ludus,
Harry Pussy,
The J.B.'s,
Mary Jane Girls,
Essential Logic,
Surgeon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Flash Fearless,
Smog,
Symarip,
The Monks,
Index,
Ossler,
David McCallum,
Suicide,
Blossom Toes,
Aswad,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang Green,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
One Last Wish,
Minnie Riperton,
Maleditus Sound,
Goldenarms,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crime,
Dave Gahan,
Dennis Brown,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.