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 Serbia and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mumbai.
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 güiro 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Ultimate Spinach,
D'Angelo,
Lucky Dragons,
Interpol,
The Cramps,
Bill Wells,
Dave Gahan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Magma,
Lalann,
Delon & Dalcan,
Negative Approach,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Walker Brothers,
Malaria!,
The Smiths,
Lower 48,
Cluster,
Skarface,
The Smoke,
Robert Wyatt,
Masters at Work,
Matthew Halsall,
Soul Sonic Force,
Freddie Wadling,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Matthew Bourne,
Motorama,
Warsaw,
Clear Light,
Duran Duran,
Whodini,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Divine Comedy,
The Stooges,
Gang of Four,
Tomorrow,
June Days,
La Düsseldorf,
Khruangbin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wally Richardson,
The Pop Group,
Barry Ungar,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jacob Miller,
James White and The Blacks,
Tom Boy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jeru the Damaja,
Youth Brigade,
Jerry's Kids,
Janne Schatter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gerry Rafferty,
The New Christs,
Spandau Ballet,
Swans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Young Marble Giants,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.