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 Bahrain and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Wings to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Los Fastidios,
Dave Gahan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eve St. Jones,
Lightning Bolt,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Freddie Wadling,
The Music Machine,
Sexual Harrassment,
Silicon Teens,
The Misunderstood,
Amon Düül II,
The Litter,
The Monks,
The Pop Group,
F. McDonald,
The Skatalites,
Joy Division,
Minor Threat,
Wally Richardson,
The Remains,
Sex Pistols,
Depeche Mode,
Fluxion,
Neil Young,
DJ Sneak,
Lebanon Hanover,
Arab on Radar,
Quando Quango,
Negative Approach,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Walker Brothers,
Japan,
Television Personalities,
Lindisfarne,
The Move,
kango's stein massive,
Bill Wells,
The Gories,
Brothers Johnson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Symarip,
UT,
Gang Starr,
JFA,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rotary Connection,
Camouflage,
Dark Day,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Trojans,
Accadde A,
The Red Krayola,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pantaleimon,
Masters at Work,
Lou Reed,
The Cowsills,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.