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 Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soul Sonic Force to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Neu!,
Lower 48,
Ultra Naté,
The Monks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lightning Bolt,
Eric B and Rakim,
Zero Boys,
Amon Düül II,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chrome,
T.S.O.L.,
Half Japanese,
The Doors,
The Remains,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Y Pants,
B.T. Express,
PIL,
Reagan Youth,
The Alarm Clocks,
Echospace,
Cybotron,
Shuggie Otis,
X-102,
Stetsasonic,
Groovy Waters,
Byron Stingily,
The Fall,
Pole,
Pere Ubu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Germs,
Average White Band,
Pierre Henry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Swans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Con Funk Shun,
Little Man,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cramps,
Connie Case,
Joe Finger,
8 Eyed Spy,
CMW,
Lalann,
June of 44,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scan 7,
Judy Mowatt,
The Victims,
Flash Fearless,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barrington Levy,
Barbara Tucker,
Ronan,
Scott Walker,
Sun Ra,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.