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 Azerbaijan and from Glasgow.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Alton Ellis to the rap 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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Model 500,
The Fuzztones,
Morten Harket,
Audionom,
New Age Steppers,
Massinfluence,
The Buckinghams,
Grey Daturas,
DJ Style,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Young Rascals,
Scratch Acid,
The Birthday Party,
Kevin Saunderson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Angry Samoans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Swans,
Sun City Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pet Shop Boys,
Aural Exciters,
Organ,
Fluxion,
Rapeman,
Neil Young,
The Moleskins,
The Walker Brothers,
Sight & Sound,
K-Klass,
Icehouse,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Half Japanese,
The Dead C,
Black Moon,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Black Dice,
The Busters,
David Bowie,
Bob Dylan,
The Barracudas,
Howard Jones,
Bauhaus,
Bobby Byrd,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fatback Band,
Ohio Players,
Fugazi,
Buzzcocks,
Peter & Gordon,
New Order,
Lower 48,
Sound Behaviour,
Suicide,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Young Marble Giants,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.