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 Iceland and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Count Five to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Silicon Teens,
Outsiders,
Sonny Sharrock,
Moss Icon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Young Marble Giants,
Country Joe & The Fish,
48th St. Collective,
Minny Pops,
Nation of Ulysses,
DNA,
The Toasters,
Bad Manners,
Audionom,
T.S.O.L.,
Jerry's Kids,
John Holt,
John Foxx,
Shoche,
Crispy Ambulance,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Janne Schatter,
The Seeds,
Panda Bear,
Funky Four + One,
Quando Quango,
Zero Boys,
Rakim,
Jacques Brel,
Newcleus,
Television Personalities,
Interpol,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sun City Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
Little Man,
Slick Rick,
Peter and Kerry,
Lindisfarne,
Judy Mowatt,
Schoolly D,
EPMD,
H. Thieme,
Accadde A,
Nick Fraelich,
Chris Corsano,
New Order,
Sun Ra,
A Certain Ratio,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flash Fearless,
cv313,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tim Buckley,
The Walker Brothers,
Liliput,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fire Engines,
Dave Gahan,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.