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 Costa Rica and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Men They Couldn't Hang record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Flash Fearless,
The Monochrome Set,
Amon Düül,
H. Thieme,
In Retrospect,
This Heat,
Warsaw,
Minutemen,
Kool Moe Dee,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Von Mondo,
Connie Case,
Eurythmics,
Trumans Water,
The Count Five,
Fluxion,
Moebius,
Circle Jerks,
Idris Muhammad,
Q and Not U,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jawbox,
Barry Ungar,
The Real Kids,
Arab on Radar,
Swell Maps,
The Red Krayola,
Archie Shepp,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Severed Heads,
Drive Like Jehu,
Altered Images,
Crispy Ambulance,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rapeman,
Qualms,
Babytalk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stereo Dub,
X-Ray Spex,
The Misunderstood,
The Birthday Party,
Rufus Thomas,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Symarip,
Infiniti,
The Fall,
Gastr Del Sol,
Metal Thangz,
Newcleus,
David Axelrod,
The Shadows of Knight,
Guru Guru,
Henry Cow,
Eli Mardock,
Banda Bassotti,
John Lydon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thompson Twins,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.