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 South Africa and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Motorama to the electroclash 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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Darondo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Buckinghams,
Surgeon,
Joe Finger,
The Smiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Ronan,
Quantec,
AZ,
Alton Ellis,
the Germs,
Chris Corsano,
Rites of Spring,
Quando Quango,
LL Cool J,
Glambeats Corp.,
Absolute Body Control,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sister Nancy,
Groovy Waters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tim Buckley,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Pus,
Supertramp,
Patti Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Inner City,
Peter & Gordon,
Sällskapet,
Morten Harket,
Royal Trux,
Theoretical Girls,
The Dead C,
Parry Music,
Fifty Foot Hose,
48th St. Collective,
Swans,
Mandrill,
Glenn Branca,
The Divine Comedy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Magazine,
Jeff Lynne,
Panda Bear,
Public Image Ltd.,
Robert Hood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alphaville,
The Fire Engines,
Wasted Youth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stereo Dub,
Gong,
Fela Kuti,
Anakelly,
Anthony Braxton,
Nico,
Sarah Menescal,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.