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 Slovakia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro 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 Bootsy Collins to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Television Personalities,
Eric Copeland,
James White and The Blacks,
Tom Boy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Popol Vuh,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sight & Sound,
Nico,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jandek,
Quando Quango,
Dual Sessions,
Franke,
Gang Starr,
Letta Mbulu,
Erasure,
Mantronix,
Ornette Coleman,
Alton Ellis,
The Misunderstood,
Theoretical Girls,
Fugazi,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Howard Jones,
Faust,
Flipper,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joe Finger,
Pole,
The Vogues,
Mr. Review,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
John Lydon,
The Raincoats,
Black Bananas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Susan Cadogan,
Man Parrish,
Spoonie Gee,
Yellowson,
Lucky Dragons,
Babytalk,
Warsaw,
Ludus,
Zero Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bush Tetras,
The Detroit Cobras,
Main Source,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Echospace,
The Sound,
X-Ray Spex,
Bauhaus,
Graham Central Station,
Nirvana,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Cowsills,
The Associates,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.