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 Cyprus and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Portland.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bauhaus to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Doors,
Lightning Bolt,
Youth Brigade,
Reagan Youth,
Godley & Creme,
Donny Hathaway,
Stereo Dub,
Pantaleimon,
Soul II Soul,
Mad Mike,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Seeds,
Whodini,
Simply Red,
Nik Kershaw,
The Gap Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Niagra,
Ultra Naté,
Liliput,
Agent Orange,
Babytalk,
Lucky Dragons,
Thompson Twins,
Scion,
The Moleskins,
Masters at Work,
Swans,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Alarm Clocks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Trumans Water,
The Slits,
Von Mondo,
Davy DMX,
The Blues Magoos,
Jacques Brel,
Depeche Mode,
John Lydon,
The Fire Engines,
D'Angelo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wire,
Unrelated Segments,
Quando Quango,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Public Enemy,
Model 500,
The Names,
The Cure,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
10cc,
Interpol,
Matthew Bourne,
MDC,
Severed Heads,
David Bowie,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.