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 New Zealand and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ponytail to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Todd Rundgren,
Girls At Our Best!,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Agent Orange,
Black Flag,
Schoolly D,
Wolf Eyes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Erykah Badu,
Circle Jerks,
Youth Brigade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Chrome,
The J.B.'s,
Glenn Branca,
The Offenders,
The Martian,
Flash Fearless,
the Normal,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Swans,
Hardrive,
Malaria!,
Tomorrow,
10cc,
Radiohead,
Alphaville,
Scion,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lakeside,
Swell Maps,
The Associates,
Hoover,
The Searchers,
Camouflage,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fat Boys,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Techniques,
Shoche,
Technova,
Main Source,
Quadrant,
Dark Day,
Jacob Miller,
X-101,
Country Teasers,
Minor Threat,
Bootsy Collins,
Skaos,
Rakim,
Gerry Rafferty,
Todd Terry,
Michelle Simonal,
Thee Headcoats,
Traffic Nightmare,
CMW,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.