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 India and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Pagans to the electroclash 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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
The Electric Prunes,
LL Cool J,
Black Sheep,
the Association,
Country Teasers,
Pussy Galore,
The Dead C,
Davy DMX,
The Zeros,
Bobby Byrd,
Franke,
Audionom,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Erasure,
Judy Mowatt,
The Pop Group,
Gang Starr,
Isaac Hayes,
Essential Logic,
PIL,
Oblivians,
Cymande,
Public Image Ltd.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Searchers,
The Happenings,
Slick Rick,
Kenny Larkin,
Alphaville,
Aswad,
Darondo,
The Fall,
Dave Gahan,
Anakelly,
The Shadows of Knight,
Terry Callier,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wally Richardson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Foxx,
Hoover,
New Order,
Jawbox,
Flamin' Groovies,
Radio Birdman,
Scientists,
Swell Maps,
La Düsseldorf,
The Tremeloes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Monks,
Barbara Tucker,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Angry Samoans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fugazi,
Little Man,
Ornette Coleman,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.