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 Indonesia and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grime 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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Johnny Osbourne,
Stiv Bators,
Aloha Tigers,
Barrington Levy,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Foxx,
The Tremeloes,
Tim Buckley,
New York Dolls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Liliput,
R.M.O.,
Au Pairs,
MC5,
Bush Tetras,
Scott Walker,
The Knickerbockers,
Pantytec,
DNA,
Mr. Review,
Avey Tare,
Marvin Gaye,
Marine Girls,
the Association,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Monks,
The Seeds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
KRS-One,
Thee Headcoats,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Underground Resistance,
The Associates,
Janne Schatter,
Sound Behaviour,
The Stooges,
Smog,
Camouflage,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Human League,
Minutemen,
Moby Grape,
Jerry's Kids,
Moss Icon,
Mandrill,
F. McDonald,
Spandau Ballet,
Second Layer,
a-ha,
Mission of Burma,
Zero Boys,
Swans,
The Divine Comedy,
Half Japanese,
Qualms,
Infiniti,
In Retrospect,
PIL,
Rekid,
Circle Jerks,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.