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 Greece and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fugazi to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Bush Tetras,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Barbara Tucker,
Lalann,
The Neon Judgement,
Smog,
Tomorrow,
X-101,
Underground Resistance,
EPMD,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cowsills,
Janne Schatter,
The Monochrome Set,
Bronski Beat,
Swans,
Essential Logic,
Scott Walker,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Slits,
JFA,
the Human League,
Jacob Miller,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nirvana,
Pantytec,
Agitation Free,
Tommy Roe,
Jeff Mills,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Can,
Throbbing Gristle,
Make Up,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Chris Corsano,
Matthew Halsall,
The Music Machine,
Barrington Levy,
Sun Ra,
La Düsseldorf,
The Durutti Column,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rod Modell,
Eden Ahbez,
This Heat,
Nico,
Scion,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Wake,
Unrelated Segments,
Scientists,
Model 500,
the Soft Cell,
Stereo Dub,
Marine Girls,
The Misunderstood,
Sandy B,
Josef K,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.