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 Sierra Leone and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 UT to the grunge 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Dave Gahan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Archie Shepp,
Pussy Galore,
The Doors,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
X-Ray Spex,
Sex Pistols,
Average White Band,
Wally Richardson,
Nils Olav,
Bill Wells,
Marine Girls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Donny Hathaway,
The Monks,
Yellowson,
Alison Limerick,
The Music Machine,
Ultra Naté,
Swell Maps,
Soft Machine,
The Gladiators,
Theoretical Girls,
kango's stein massive,
Henry Cow,
Stereo Dub,
Flamin' Groovies,
Toni Rubio,
Arcadia,
The Index,
The Gap Band,
Joe Smooth,
Monolake,
Trumans Water,
Bauhaus,
Isaac Hayes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Deadbeat,
Hasil Adkins,
Boredoms,
The Beau Brummels,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fatback Band,
Oblivians,
Bronski Beat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Quantec,
MDC,
Marmalade,
Traffic Nightmare,
Metal Thangz,
Technova,
Sixth Finger,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
New Order,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.