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 Nauru and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Zero Boys to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Lindisfarne,
The Divine Comedy,
Delta 5,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cybotron,
Moss Icon,
The Birthday Party,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Index,
Stiv Bators,
Kevin Saunderson,
Saccharine Trust,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Magma,
Parry Music,
Inner City,
The Grass Roots,
Joyce Sims,
Darondo,
Kas Product,
DJ Style,
The Dead C,
Gang Starr,
Zero Boys,
Scrapy,
Marvin Gaye,
The Real Kids,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Faraquet,
the Bar-Kays,
The Names,
The Pretty Things,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Idris Muhammad,
Alphaville,
Guru Guru,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Sneak,
LL Cool J,
June of 44,
Japan,
World's Most,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sixth Finger,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gong,
Fatback Band,
Ice-T,
Agitation Free,
Monks,
ABBA,
Dennis Brown,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sarah Menescal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Essential Logic,
The Gap Band,
Cluster,
The Vogues,
Absolute Body Control,
X-102,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.