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 Denmark and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar 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 Dead Boys to the grime 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
The Martian,
Derrick May,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Amon Düül II,
Sparks,
Warsaw,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aswad,
Freddie Wadling,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Little Man,
Guru Guru,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dave Gahan,
Moebius,
Monks,
Tubeway Army,
Buzzcocks,
The Five Americans,
Eden Ahbez,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Metal Thangz,
Minutemen,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Sherman,
Theoretical Girls,
Outsiders,
Joyce Sims,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cowsills,
The Grass Roots,
The Red Krayola,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sonics,
Swell Maps,
The Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Second Layer,
Aural Exciters,
Brothers Johnson,
Masters at Work,
New Order,
Pole,
Goldenarms,
Country Teasers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cluster,
Juan Atkins,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Todd Rundgren,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Susan Cadogan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Los Fastidios,
Cymande,
a-ha,
Pierre Henry,
Lou Christie,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.