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 Switzerland and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Skarface to the rap 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Bizarre Inc.,
AZ,
Dawn Penn,
Minutemen,
Charles Mingus,
Ornette Coleman,
The Evens,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pantaleimon,
Grey Daturas,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fad Gadget,
Kenny Larkin,
Juan Atkins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Real Kids,
Blancmange,
The Sisters of Mercy,
David Bowie,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Moleskins,
Severed Heads,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scrapy,
X-101,
Con Funk Shun,
Yellowson,
Yazoo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Remains,
MDC,
The Saints,
Eric Copeland,
Ultra Naté,
Sugar Minott,
Unwound,
Outsiders,
Mr. Review,
Connie Case,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Modern Lovers,
Black Pus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Panda Bear,
Q and Not U,
Fatback Band,
Magazine,
B.T. Express,
Joy Division,
The Associates,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Susan Cadogan,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.