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 Iraq and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Goldenarms to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Peter & Gordon,
Dead Boys,
Rod Modell,
Yusef Lateef,
Rites of Spring,
One Last Wish,
Eden Ahbez,
The Victims,
Altered Images,
The Mummies,
Junior Murvin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Star Department,
Accadde A,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rakim,
The Beau Brummels,
Anakelly,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dave Gahan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Das Ding,
Essential Logic,
Can,
Reuben Wilson,
The Skatalites,
The Slits,
the Germs,
Buzzcocks,
Easy Going,
Bill Wells,
Y Pants,
Derrick May,
Glenn Branca,
OOIOO,
Barbara Tucker,
Traffic Nightmare,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Selecter,
Black Pus,
Warsaw,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jeff Mills,
John Foxx,
Aaron Thompson,
Radio Birdman,
Joe Smooth,
Crash Course in Science,
Jandek,
Graham Central Station,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rekid,
Echospace,
The Pretty Things,
The Divine Comedy,
Television Personalities,
Funky Four + One,
The Slackers,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.