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 Eritrea and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Iggy Pop to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
New Order,
Shoche,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ronan,
Monks,
Public Enemy,
The Leaves,
The Skatalites,
Circle Jerks,
Massinfluence,
Black Bananas,
Gil Scott Heron,
Piero Umiliani,
The Cowsills,
Harpers Bizarre,
Section 25,
Fatback Band,
Junior Murvin,
Aural Exciters,
Eli Mardock,
Depeche Mode,
Flipper,
Al Stewart,
Barbara Tucker,
Mark Hollis,
Duran Duran,
Sonic Youth,
Man Eating Sloth,
Amon Düül II,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The American Breed,
Siglo XX,
Swell Maps,
Joe Finger,
The Real Kids,
Lee Hazlewood,
X-Ray Spex,
Freddie Wadling,
Matthew Bourne,
The Music Machine,
Derrick May,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Star Department,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Hardrive,
Minnie Riperton,
Cecil Taylor,
Metal Thangz,
Frankie Knuckles,
Banda Bassotti,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Liliput,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dennis Brown,
Masters at Work,
The Standells,
Iggy Pop,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.