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 Panama and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro 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 Raincoats to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Grey Daturas,
Radiohead,
Bauhaus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Absolute Body Control,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Trojans,
Moby Grape,
The Dead C,
Black Bananas,
Ronan,
Second Layer,
Mantronix,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rekid,
Boz Scaggs,
The Beau Brummels,
T.S.O.L.,
CMW,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Echospace,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roxy Music,
Iggy Pop,
Tears for Fears,
The Tremeloes,
OOIOO,
Bluetip,
Janne Schatter,
The Walker Brothers,
Nico,
Fear,
Rhythm & Sound,
Agitation Free,
Altered Images,
Blancmange,
Magazine,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Music Machine,
cv313,
World's Most,
Aaron Thompson,
Mission of Burma,
Scott Walker,
MDC,
The Sonics,
DJ Sneak,
U.S. Maple,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Royal Trux,
KRS-One,
Cluster,
Henry Cow,
Joensuu 1685,
Delta 5,
Crispian St. Peters,
Matthew Bourne,
Hasil Adkins,
Eric B and Rakim,
Minutemen,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.