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 Montenegro and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 the Swans to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bush Tetras,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fear,
La Düsseldorf,
T.S.O.L.,
Scion,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Agitation Free,
Carl Craig,
Scientists,
Surgeon,
June of 44,
Minny Pops,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Easy Going,
Maleditus Sound,
Shoche,
Y Pants,
The Barracudas,
Das Ding,
Minnie Riperton,
Model 500,
the Slits,
Brothers Johnson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roger Hodgson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Circle Jerks,
Arcadia,
Deepchord,
Reuben Wilson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pantytec,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Icehouse,
Wolf Eyes,
Janne Schatter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crime,
Matthew Bourne,
Boredoms,
The Wake,
Black Moon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Half Japanese,
Lungfish,
Terry Callier,
Electric Prunes,
Rosa Yemen,
Neil Young,
Danielle Patucci,
the Human League,
Pagans,
David McCallum,
Fluxion,
Cymande,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.