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 Gambia and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Essential Logic to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin 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 rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
The Birthday Party,
Severed Heads,
Unwound,
Camberwell Now,
Half Japanese,
The New Christs,
Spoonie Gee,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dark Day,
Kurtis Blow,
Rites of Spring,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Goldenarms,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Thompson Twins,
Skaos,
Warsaw,
FM Einheit,
AZ,
The Leaves,
Audionom,
Robert Görl,
X-Ray Spex,
DNA,
Sandy B,
Jesper Dahlback,
Saccharine Trust,
Swans,
MDC,
Minny Pops,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boredoms,
Delta 5,
Nick Fraelich,
The Divine Comedy,
Scrapy,
Steve Hackett,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Qualms,
Jandek,
Silicon Teens,
The Standells,
Arthur Verocai,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Suicide,
The Dead C,
Scion,
Model 500,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Victims,
Fear,
World's Most,
The Moody Blues,
Eden Ahbez,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neil Young,
Ultravox,
One Last Wish,
The Doobie Brothers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.