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 Serbia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Woodstock and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
Thompson Twins,
Radiopuhelimet,
Intrusion,
Suburban Knight,
Joey Negro,
Section 25,
Rekid,
Hardrive,
Interpol,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Charles Mingus,
Stiv Bators,
Bobby Womack,
The Trojans,
Bang On A Can,
The Remains,
Faust,
The Golliwogs,
The Mojo Men,
The Barracudas,
Magma,
Das Ding,
Lakeside,
Graham Central Station,
Faraquet,
The Real Kids,
Minor Threat,
Radiohead,
K-Klass,
Scientists,
Black Flag,
Letta Mbulu,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Clear Light,
Deepchord,
Arcadia,
Rhythm & Sound,
David Axelrod,
Dead Boys,
The Monochrome Set,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Aloha Tigers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Busters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Organ,
Massinfluence,
Minutemen,
Rod Modell,
Delta 5,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sound Behaviour,
Michelle Simonal,
Crash Course in Science,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Isaac Hayes,
Ossler,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.