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 Guinea and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 Interpol to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Youth Brigade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cure,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Slackers,
Hot Snakes,
Scrapy,
The American Breed,
The Gories,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobby Womack,
Flash Fearless,
The Alarm Clocks,
Black Bananas,
Arthur Verocai,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Schoolly D,
D'Angelo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Aaron Thompson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
June Days,
Vladislav Delay,
The Residents,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Gun Club,
Black Pus,
Henry Cow,
The Golliwogs,
Flipper,
Josef K,
The Young Rascals,
Symarip,
Blancmange,
Funky Four + One,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eric Dolphy,
Aloha Tigers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Guru Guru,
Spoonie Gee,
Pierre Henry,
F. McDonald,
The Smoke,
The J.B.'s,
Underground Resistance,
Anthony Braxton,
Lower 48,
Jawbox,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camouflage,
Dark Day,
Brass Construction,
Sonic Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Al Stewart,
Television,
The Victims,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.