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 Portugal and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Donald Fagen 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 Tom Boy to the dance 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 The Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Aloha Tigers,
Moebius,
Q and Not U,
Bluetip,
cv313,
David Bowie,
Grandmaster Flash,
Newcleus,
Pantaleimon,
Sound Behaviour,
Ralphi Rosario,
Siglo XX,
Stiv Bators,
Man Parrish,
Motorama,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Techniques,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Loose Ends,
Byron Stingily,
Surgeon,
The Smoke,
Los Fastidios,
The Doobie Brothers,
This Heat,
The Happenings,
The J.B.'s,
Scrapy,
48th St. Collective,
Adolescents,
Mo-Dettes,
Banda Bassotti,
The Seeds,
Negative Approach,
The Busters,
The Monks,
The Victims,
Pussy Galore,
Bobby Sherman,
Goldenarms,
The Grass Roots,
Joey Negro,
The Moody Blues,
Alison Limerick,
Thompson Twins,
Public Enemy,
Bronski Beat,
Wolf Eyes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed,
The Evens,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Maurizio,
Iggy Pop,
Minor Threat,
Stereo Dub,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.