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 Latvia and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Spandau Ballet to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Public Enemy,
Grauzone,
Can,
New Age Steppers,
The Slackers,
Aural Exciters,
The Stooges,
EPMD,
Scion,
Derrick Morgan,
The Raincoats,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neil Young,
The Moleskins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Michelle Simonal,
Hardrive,
the Association,
Country Teasers,
These Immortal Souls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tropical Tobacco,
Crispy Ambulance,
The J.B.'s,
Pere Ubu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eve St. Jones,
Q and Not U,
Danielle Patucci,
One Last Wish,
Alton Ellis,
the Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Icehouse,
Urselle,
The Doors,
L. Decosne,
Bootsy Collins,
The Electric Prunes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Darondo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camberwell Now,
Infiniti,
Newcleus,
Excepter,
Little Man,
Brass Construction,
The Sound,
ABBA,
Thee Headcoats,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fall,
The Mojo Men,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yellowson,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.