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 Georgia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Skriet to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
The Invisible,
Bobby Sherman,
Sight & Sound,
Slick Rick,
Kool Moe Dee,
E-Dancer,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Association,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bad Manners,
Boredoms,
Mantronix,
Spoonie Gee,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Cale,
Skarface,
Arthur Verocai,
Alton Ellis,
The Star Department,
kango's stein massive,
Yaz,
The Gap Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jandek,
EPMD,
Rotary Connection,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Oblivians,
Yazoo,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Saints,
Metal Thangz,
Tom Boy,
Soul II Soul,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joyce Sims,
Banda Bassotti,
Crash Course in Science,
Tears for Fears,
New Order,
Thee Headcoats,
Nico,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Archie Shepp,
Yellowson,
Judy Mowatt,
Erykah Badu,
The Smoke,
Wire,
Blancmange,
Heaven 17,
Sun Ra,
Sarah Menescal,
Nas,
Moss Icon,
Saccharine Trust,
The Beau Brummels,
Iggy Pop,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.