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 Argentina and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Chris Corsano to the crunk 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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
The Fire Engines,
Fugazi,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Five Americans,
the Bar-Kays,
Soulsonic Force,
Funkadelic,
The Fall,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nirvana,
Marvin Gaye,
Marc Almond,
The Flesh Eaters,
Blancmange,
R.M.O.,
Cheater Slicks,
Visage,
MC5,
Bizarre Inc.,
Theoretical Girls,
Al Stewart,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tres Demented,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Television,
The Black Dice,
Surgeon,
Jeff Lynne,
The Martian,
Spandau Ballet,
Matthew Bourne,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fortunes,
Siglo XX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül II,
The Dave Clark Five,
Saccharine Trust,
Soft Machine,
Mo-Dettes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Birthday Party,
The Dead C,
Skriet,
A Certain Ratio,
Fluxion,
Altered Images,
Stiv Bators,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Holt,
The Leaves,
Black Bananas,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tommy Roe,
Graham Central Station,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eric Copeland,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.