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 Ukraine and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Beau Brummels to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bluetip,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Warren Ellis,
Radiohead,
Altered Images,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
John Foxx,
Gang Green,
Freddie Wadling,
The Residents,
Zapp,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Country Teasers,
Bill Wells,
Roxy Music,
Interpol,
Hashim,
Parry Music,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minor Threat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camouflage,
Average White Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobby Byrd,
Marmalade,
Roxette,
Nirvana,
Throbbing Gristle,
Babytalk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arab on Radar,
AZ,
Kerri Chandler,
Ice-T,
Siglo XX,
Neil Young,
Avey Tare,
Rakim,
Scion,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Carl Craig,
Unwound,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rod Modell,
The New Christs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Henry Cow,
Brass Construction,
Whodini,
Eric Copeland,
Electric Prunes,
Flash Fearless,
Ronnie Foster,
Byron Stingily,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.