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 Germany and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the grunge 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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Skaos,
The Sonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Josef K,
Main Source,
Black Bananas,
Stereo Dub,
Warren Ellis,
Dave Gahan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jandek,
Harpers Bizarre,
Urselle,
The Velvet Underground,
Ituana,
Agitation Free,
Interpol,
Talk Talk,
The Smoke,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
MC5,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David Axelrod,
The Last Poets,
Index,
Magma,
Liliput,
Bill Wells,
Gastr Del Sol,
a-ha,
Gang of Four,
Harmonia,
T.S.O.L.,
The Count Five,
Marine Girls,
Anakelly,
The Wake,
Scratch Acid,
CMW,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rapeman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jesper Dahlback,
Todd Rundgren,
The Raincoats,
Japan,
The Cramps,
Moby Grape,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Half Japanese,
The Happenings,
Sällskapet,
Bobby Sherman,
Piero Umiliani,
Faraquet,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.