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 Korea South and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Glenn Branca to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultimate Spinach,
New Order,
The Gladiators,
La Düsseldorf,
Underground Resistance,
Wings,
Pierre Henry,
Fugazi,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter and Kerry,
Interpol,
Half Japanese,
Anthony Braxton,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Smog,
The Invisible,
Moss Icon,
Max Romeo,
ABC,
Hasil Adkins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeff Mills,
H. Thieme,
Technova,
Swans,
Prince Buster,
The Zeros,
Arab on Radar,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
MC5,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Quadrant,
Groovy Waters,
Barrington Levy,
The Trojans,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bob Dylan,
Funkadelic,
Oblivians,
The Knickerbockers,
Television,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Litter,
Drexciya,
Joyce Sims,
Ornette Coleman,
X-Ray Spex,
The Dead C,
Y Pants,
Youth Brigade,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tommy Roe,
Dawn Penn,
The Monochrome Set,
Dennis Brown,
New Age Steppers,
Letta Mbulu,
The Saints,
Gang Starr,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.