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 Ivory Coast and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 808 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 Roxette to the rock 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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
The Gun Club,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dawn Penn,
Skriet,
Maurizio,
Joensuu 1685,
The Cure,
Dorothy Ashby,
Excepter,
Juan Atkins,
Gong,
Harpers Bizarre,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Unwound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Franke,
The Evens,
The Invisible,
Das Ding,
Chris & Cosey,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Liliput,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Donny Hathaway,
T. Rex,
Frankie Knuckles,
Roy Ayers,
Whodini,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Association,
Derrick May,
The Fire Engines,
Gil Scott Heron,
Charles Mingus,
Fear,
Jandek,
The Pop Group,
Eurythmics,
Blake Baxter,
Peter & Gordon,
Johnny Osbourne,
PIL,
New Age Steppers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lucky Dragons,
The Seeds,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
cv313,
Lou Reed,
Cameo,
Bobby Womack,
Royal Trux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Clear Light,
Mo-Dettes,
Delon & Dalcan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.