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 Spain and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 The Real Kids to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fat Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
The Skatalites,
Jesper Dahlback,
Alison Limerick,
The Kinks,
Funky Four + One,
Blossom Toes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Minutemen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Stereo Dub,
Funkadelic,
Aural Exciters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chrome,
Dark Day,
Tim Buckley,
Pere Ubu,
Sonic Youth,
The Real Kids,
Brass Construction,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mad Mike,
Public Enemy,
Maleditus Sound,
Scion,
Black Flag,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Busters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Brothers Johnson,
Monks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Electric Prunes,
Con Funk Shun,
Reuben Wilson,
OOIOO,
Hardrive,
Nick Fraelich,
Panda Bear,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tubeway Army,
Mars,
Gang Gang Dance,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Khruangbin,
Morten Harket,
Alphaville,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
JFA,
Sam Rivers,
The Associates,
Qualms,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.