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 Spain and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron 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 Minutemen to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Qualms,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
David McCallum,
Davy DMX,
The Dirtbombs,
Tears for Fears,
Soul Sonic Force,
Q65,
Janne Schatter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Normal,
Unwound,
The Sonics,
Aural Exciters,
Severed Heads,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ten City,
The Birthday Party,
Fugazi,
Groovy Waters,
Jandek,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kas Product,
LL Cool J,
Bill Wells,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Move,
the Association,
The Red Krayola,
The Electric Prunes,
Steve Hackett,
The Velvet Underground,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Banda Bassotti,
E-Dancer,
Gang of Four,
Mo-Dettes,
Godley & Creme,
The Raincoats,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minny Pops,
John Holt,
Amon Düül,
Unrelated Segments,
Aswad,
Mad Mike,
Terrestrial Tones,
Max Romeo,
Electric Prunes,
DJ Style,
Deepchord,
Absolute Body Control,
Kenny Larkin,
Sixth Finger,
Joe Smooth,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.