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 Denmark and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Royal Trux to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
The Modern Lovers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Section 25,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Durutti Column,
David Axelrod,
Absolute Body Control,
Sonic Youth,
Glenn Branca,
Tim Buckley,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fugazi,
Whodini,
Bad Manners,
Silicon Teens,
Wasted Youth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Can,
Ronnie Foster,
H. Thieme,
The Slits,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Birthday Party,
Marmalade,
Bang On A Can,
Yaz,
DJ Sneak,
The Skatalites,
Gastr Del Sol,
Alphaville,
Spoonie Gee,
DJ Style,
Massinfluence,
Black Bananas,
Faust,
Chrome,
The Human League,
Bauhaus,
Guru Guru,
Prince Buster,
The Divine Comedy,
The Pretty Things,
The Busters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minor Threat,
Alice Coltrane,
EPMD,
Severed Heads,
Cal Tjader,
Blossom Toes,
the Soft Cell,
Ornette Coleman,
Fluxion,
Neu!,
Sparks,
Sandy B,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Liliput,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bluetip,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.