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 Lebanon 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bauhaus to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Leonard Cohen,
Ludus,
Moss Icon,
MDC,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Misunderstood,
World's Most,
Trumans Water,
Visage,
The Mojo Men,
Roxy Music,
Letta Mbulu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fire Engines,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Golliwogs,
The Cowsills,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Todd Rundgren,
The Saints,
Thompson Twins,
The Durutti Column,
Johnny Osbourne,
Magma,
Bad Manners,
Goldenarms,
Animal Collective,
Tomorrow,
Gang of Four,
Bush Tetras,
Dead Boys,
Suburban Knight,
Mark Hollis,
Mo-Dettes,
The Knickerbockers,
Unwound,
Bill Wells,
B.T. Express,
a-ha,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Pus,
Cheater Slicks,
Hot Snakes,
Supertramp,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marc Almond,
Dark Day,
Unrelated Segments,
Subhumans,
Nik Kershaw,
FM Einheit,
Bootsy Collins,
Little Man,
Donny Hathaway,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Trojans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.