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 Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Davy DMX to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Shadows of Knight,
Minny Pops,
Deakin,
Agent Orange,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
EPMD,
The Walker Brothers,
Roxy Music,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Index,
Erykah Badu,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DJ Style,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
This Heat,
Kurtis Blow,
Davy DMX,
Von Mondo,
Patti Smith,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dark Day,
Bronski Beat,
Magma,
Frankie Knuckles,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Slave,
Marvin Gaye,
Dave Gahan,
The Barracudas,
Pere Ubu,
Pagans,
Neu!,
The Last Poets,
The Leaves,
New Order,
The Grass Roots,
Zapp,
T. Rex,
Dual Sessions,
Malaria!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
FM Einheit,
Swell Maps,
John Coltrane,
Janne Schatter,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pet Shop Boys,
Visage,
Radio Birdman,
E-Dancer,
Ludus,
Spoonie Gee,
Sällskapet,
Aloha Tigers,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Byrd,
Heaven 17,
The Gladiators,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.