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 Norway and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Lebanon Hanover to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Half Japanese,
Matthew Halsall,
FM Einheit,
Nation of Ulysses,
Adolescents,
CMW,
The Zeros,
Blossom Toes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pantytec,
Japan,
Althea and Donna,
Wasted Youth,
Urselle,
World's Most,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marine Girls,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Standells,
KRS-One,
Scrapy,
The Knickerbockers,
The Gories,
Malaria!,
Joey Negro,
Tommy Roe,
Lalo Schifrin,
Yazoo,
kango's stein massive,
The Selecter,
The Fall,
Los Fastidios,
Arab on Radar,
The United States of America,
Interpol,
Mark Hollis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Wake,
Vladislav Delay,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tubeway Army,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sex Pistols,
Popol Vuh,
The Evens,
Excepter,
Minutemen,
Freddie Wadling,
The Beau Brummels,
Stockholm Monsters,
48th St. Collective,
Qualms,
Anthony Braxton,
Symarip,
Dead Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
Junior Murvin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Spoonie Gee,
Crime,
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.