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 Djibouti and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Negative Approach to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Camberwell Now,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brothers Johnson,
Theoretical Girls,
LL Cool J,
Deakin,
Bob Dylan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Qualms,
Andrew Hill,
Susan Cadogan,
Kurtis Blow,
Aloha Tigers,
Kaleidoscope,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Evens,
Chris Corsano,
The Barracudas,
Los Fastidios,
Donny Hathaway,
Marvin Gaye,
Suburban Knight,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Motorama,
Con Funk Shun,
The Buckinghams,
Mr. Review,
The Zeros,
The Raincoats,
The Knickerbockers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Popol Vuh,
PIL,
The Selecter,
Symarip,
The Gun Club,
Robert Hood,
Saccharine Trust,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marmalade,
June of 44,
Nils Olav,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
John Lydon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vainqueur,
Newcleus,
Brick,
Jeru the Damaja,
Byron Stingily,
Wasted Youth,
Ultravox,
Reagan Youth,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.