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 Czech Republic and from London.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ 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 Alton Ellis to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
The Remains,
Drexciya,
The Sound,
The Slits,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Rod Modell,
Don Cherry,
Cheater Slicks,
Godley & Creme,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alison Limerick,
Nils Olav,
Jimmy McGriff,
Make Up,
Soul II Soul,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Au Pairs,
Warren Ellis,
T.S.O.L.,
Mad Mike,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jerry's Kids,
Ronan,
Vainqueur,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cal Tjader,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Trojans,
Q65,
The Pretty Things,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aswad,
Crime,
Rekid,
Juan Atkins,
Fatback Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oblivians,
Aloha Tigers,
Fad Gadget,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cluster,
Roxy Music,
Stereo Dub,
Harmonia,
Scion,
Byron Stingily,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Chris & Cosey,
U.S. Maple,
Vladislav Delay,
Whodini,
The Gap Band,
Faraquet,
Boredoms,
Pulsallama,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.