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 Latvia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Alison Limerick 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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Misunderstood,
In Retrospect,
Joe Finger,
Dave Gahan,
Bang On A Can,
Pulsallama,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cramps,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Colin Newman,
The Red Krayola,
Joy Division,
Sandy B,
KRS-One,
John Foxx,
Don Cherry,
Lower 48,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bauhaus,
Tears for Fears,
Yazoo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
48th St. Collective,
Minor Threat,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fatback Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Moon,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cure,
Fluxion,
Negative Approach,
Tubeway Army,
Skriet,
B.T. Express,
Nils Olav,
The Moody Blues,
Bootsy Collins,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sonic Youth,
Black Bananas,
Black Sheep,
Kerri Chandler,
The Young Rascals,
Gil Scott Heron,
Idris Muhammad,
Mission of Burma,
Agent Orange,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Modern Lovers,
Dennis Brown,
Soft Machine,
Michelle Simonal,
Spoonie Gee,
Anthony Braxton,
OOIOO,
Big Daddy Kane,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.