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 Tajikistan and from Lille.
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 Philadelphia and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Joe Smooth to the dance 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Thompson Twins,
Beasts of Bourbon,
New Order,
CMW,
Toni Rubio,
Kas Product,
Excepter,
Aural Exciters,
Wolf Eyes,
Eddi Front,
Magma,
Popol Vuh,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nirvana,
Duran Duran,
Scan 7,
Crispy Ambulance,
Los Fastidios,
Isaac Hayes,
Eve St. Jones,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Can,
Jawbox,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Derrick Morgan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Monochrome Set,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Outsiders,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Newcleus,
Half Japanese,
The Fire Engines,
The Vogues,
John Coltrane,
Suicide,
The Walker Brothers,
Angry Samoans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Vainqueur,
Drive Like Jehu,
Basic Channel,
Piero Umiliani,
The Tremeloes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
cv313,
Make Up,
Johnny Osbourne,
Motorama,
Chrome,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Sherman,
Agitation Free,
James White and The Blacks,
Youth Brigade,
Eurythmics,
Smog,
Grey Daturas,
Lower 48,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.