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 Tanzania and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar 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 electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dead Boys,
Rites of Spring,
Circle Jerks,
Drexciya,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Can,
The Zeros,
Motorama,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang of Four,
Siglo XX,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
FM Einheit,
a-ha,
Minny Pops,
The Modern Lovers,
Ronan,
Procol Harum,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter and Kerry,
Fluxion,
Crime,
Thompson Twins,
Lakeside,
Al Stewart,
Silicon Teens,
Visage,
DJ Sneak,
The American Breed,
Section 25,
The Divine Comedy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Qualms,
Black Flag,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hardrive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Names,
The Velvet Underground,
Michelle Simonal,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Harmonia,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Faust,
The Grass Roots,
The Golliwogs,
The Moleskins,
Lindisfarne,
Pagans,
The Selecter,
The New Christs,
Subhumans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fela Kuti,
The United States of America,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Slave,
the Germs,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.