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 Italy and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 World's Most to the techno 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Joey Negro,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crispian St. Peters,
Livin' Joy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Seeds,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lightning Bolt,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dual Sessions,
Groovy Waters,
Peter & Gordon,
The Stooges,
Bill Near,
Sandy B,
Jerry's Kids,
Altered Images,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Zeros,
Fad Gadget,
E-Dancer,
Ken Boothe,
Can,
Mission of Burma,
Cybotron,
Scrapy,
Flipper,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Gap Band,
The Martian,
F. McDonald,
The Index,
Leonard Cohen,
Audionom,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Busters,
Henry Cow,
The Trojans,
Warren Ellis,
kango's stein massive,
Graham Central Station,
Kerrie Biddell,
Negative Approach,
Inner City,
Slick Rick,
DJ Style,
Kayak,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Yazoo,
U.S. Maple,
Blake Baxter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The J.B.'s,
Sugar Minott,
China Crisis,
One Last Wish,
Pagans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kaleidoscope,
The American Breed,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.