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 Seychelles and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 a-ha to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Drexciya,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Todd Terry,
Aloha Tigers,
The Gap Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dead Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Letta Mbulu,
Graham Central Station,
Supertramp,
The Sonics,
Black Bananas,
The Dirtbombs,
Colin Newman,
The Saints,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eric Dolphy,
Radio Birdman,
Essential Logic,
Sugar Minott,
Byron Stingily,
Fat Boys,
the Normal,
Panda Bear,
Hot Snakes,
The Divine Comedy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dawn Penn,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
48th St. Collective,
Robert Görl,
Aswad,
Echospace,
Barrington Levy,
The Evens,
Dark Day,
Banda Bassotti,
Lyres,
Bauhaus,
Audionom,
Hoover,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eyeless In Gaza,
New Order,
Michelle Simonal,
Stiv Bators,
Pere Ubu,
The Fall,
Darondo,
Loose Ends,
Jeru the Damaja,
Absolute Body Control,
Public Enemy,
Hashim,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.