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 Argentina and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Brand Nubian to the rock 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joy Division,
Zapp,
Reagan Youth,
The Zeros,
Scan 7,
John Holt,
Electric Prunes,
Zero Boys,
Stiv Bators,
Gang Gang Dance,
Matthew Bourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Prince Buster,
Bronski Beat,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lalann,
Sun City Girls,
The Invisible,
Basic Channel,
L. Decosne,
Shoche,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Clear Light,
Eve St. Jones,
Yellowson,
Sound Behaviour,
Magma,
Suicide,
The Black Dice,
Oneida,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Mars,
John Lydon,
The Slackers,
Fad Gadget,
Scrapy,
Warren Ellis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fatback Band,
Lyres,
Guru Guru,
Johnny Clarke,
Fat Boys,
E-Dancer,
Girls At Our Best!,
Magazine,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Vogues,
Sandy B,
Michelle Simonal,
Minor Threat,
Vainqueur,
Todd Terry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
China Crisis,
Henry Cow,
Deadbeat,
Altered Images,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.