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 Niger and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jawbox to the grunge 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Mandrill,
Average White Band,
Symarip,
The Raincoats,
Nick Fraelich,
DJ Style,
Lower 48,
Minutemen,
These Immortal Souls,
Franke,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tommy Roe,
Jesper Dahlback,
Organ,
Joe Smooth,
the Association,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mo-Dettes,
Junior Murvin,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Main Source,
Duran Duran,
Alton Ellis,
Moss Icon,
Maurizio,
John Foxx,
The Sound,
Isaac Hayes,
Kaleidoscope,
Prince Buster,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lakeside,
Suicide,
Jawbox,
Max Romeo,
Sun Ra,
the Germs,
John Cale,
PIL,
The Buckinghams,
Sight & Sound,
Section 25,
Simply Red,
Yazoo,
The Names,
Alison Limerick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
L. Decosne,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed,
The Detroit Cobras,
Joe Finger,
Laurel Aitken,
The Dave Clark Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Frankie Knuckles,
Swell Maps,
Jandek,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.