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 Philippines and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Erasure to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
The Names,
Slick Rick,
Steve Hackett,
The Velvet Underground,
Symarip,
The Neon Judgement,
Altered Images,
Joe Finger,
F. McDonald,
Crime,
Neil Young,
Michelle Simonal,
Wasted Youth,
Todd Rundgren,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
X-Ray Spex,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Prince Buster,
Erykah Badu,
Bill Near,
Blancmange,
Girls At Our Best!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Barracudas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Chris Corsano,
Tom Boy,
Hot Snakes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Chris & Cosey,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Gap Band,
Rotary Connection,
Aural Exciters,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tropical Tobacco,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
ABC,
Kurtis Blow,
Arcadia,
Alison Limerick,
Lower 48,
Animal Collective,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Warsaw,
Massinfluence,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lyres,
Livin' Joy,
The Gories,
ABBA,
Andrew Hill,
Soft Cell,
Black Pus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Toasters,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.