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 Samoa and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Cramps to the rock 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Ossler,
Ituana,
Hoover,
Danielle Patucci,
Soft Machine,
The Martian,
Kayak,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Henry Cow,
The Wake,
Stiv Bators,
New Order,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Erykah Badu,
Absolute Body Control,
The Neon Judgement,
Symarip,
Charles Mingus,
Mantronix,
The Fuzztones,
Agitation Free,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Sheep,
MDC,
Jesper Dahlback,
One Last Wish,
Nils Olav,
Ultra Naté,
Theoretical Girls,
Girls At Our Best!,
Oblivians,
Robert Görl,
The Cure,
Chrome,
Circle Jerks,
Roy Ayers,
Funky Four + One,
The Buckinghams,
Wally Richardson,
Schoolly D,
Amon Düül II,
Tubeway Army,
Drexciya,
The Monks,
The Kinks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Goldenarms,
The Fortunes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
48th St. Collective,
L. Decosne,
Stetsasonic,
The Gun Club,
Can,
Leonard Cohen,
Silicon Teens,
Hashim,
Niagra,
Parry Music,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.