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 Laos and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the electroclash 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Godley & Creme,
Interpol,
Buzzcocks,
Wolf Eyes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Human League,
Flamin' Groovies,
Susan Cadogan,
Quando Quango,
Prince Buster,
New Age Steppers,
David Bowie,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wally Richardson,
Symarip,
Absolute Body Control,
The Music Machine,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Duran Duran,
John Foxx,
The Young Rascals,
the Human League,
Lindisfarne,
Suicide,
Monks,
Jeff Mills,
The Trojans,
Spoonie Gee,
The Modern Lovers,
Sarah Menescal,
The Vogues,
Delta 5,
The New Christs,
The Tremeloes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Terry Callier,
Sex Pistols,
Bluetip,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fall,
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nils Olav,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
James White and The Blacks,
Charles Mingus,
Ten City,
John Holt,
Eurythmics,
the Soft Cell,
Index,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yazoo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scan 7,
Chris & Cosey,
Scion,
The Busters,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.