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 Nigeria and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Arcadia to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Scratch Acid,
Jandek,
Pere Ubu,
Rekid,
John Lydon,
Das Ding,
Tropical Tobacco,
Excepter,
Easy Going,
The Dirtbombs,
The Blues Magoos,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rakim,
Siglo XX,
Banda Bassotti,
Junior Murvin,
Second Layer,
Shuggie Otis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jerry's Kids,
The Fugs,
Animal Collective,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Soft Cell,
Warren Ellis,
The Fuzztones,
Q65,
Minutemen,
Eurythmics,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Knickerbockers,
Don Cherry,
Crooked Eye,
DJ Sneak,
Babytalk,
Black Sheep,
Subhumans,
Cheater Slicks,
The Invisible,
Soft Cell,
Eddi Front,
The Seeds,
The Kinks,
Malaria!,
The J.B.'s,
Royal Trux,
Icehouse,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cecil Taylor,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ultravox,
Janne Schatter,
cv313,
Mr. Review,
One Last Wish,
Magma,
Deadbeat,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.