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 Colombia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Toni Rubio to the crunk 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 Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Maleditus Sound,
Faraquet,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gap Band,
Theoretical Girls,
the Germs,
Barrington Levy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Amon Düül,
Interpol,
Fat Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Swans,
Scrapy,
Piero Umiliani,
The Neon Judgement,
New York Dolls,
Jacob Miller,
Young Marble Giants,
In Retrospect,
Ultra Naté,
The Doors,
Unrelated Segments,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Foxx,
Swell Maps,
Supertramp,
Model 500,
Big Daddy Kane,
Black Pus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
New Order,
Crime,
Sugar Minott,
a-ha,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mark Hollis,
Masters at Work,
Fugazi,
Crispian St. Peters,
Erykah Badu,
Boredoms,
Thompson Twins,
Rod Modell,
Newcleus,
Silicon Teens,
Lalo Schifrin,
Stereo Dub,
Little Man,
Absolute Body Control,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rites of Spring,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Traffic Nightmare,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.