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 Iceland and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Doors to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Maleditus Sound,
LL Cool J,
One Last Wish,
The Neon Judgement,
Brick,
Banda Bassotti,
Yaz,
The Gun Club,
The Stooges,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Echospace,
Scrapy,
This Heat,
Pagans,
Soft Machine,
The Victims,
The Residents,
ABBA,
The Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Evens,
The Skatalites,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Sisters of Mercy,
E-Dancer,
Los Fastidios,
Hasil Adkins,
Alison Limerick,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Invisible,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joy Division,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultravox,
Matthew Halsall,
The Modern Lovers,
Joe Smooth,
Gabor Szabo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pole,
James White and The Blacks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Robert Wyatt,
DJ Style,
The Durutti Column,
Cymande,
Steve Hackett,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Bar-Kays,
Black Moon,
Sugar Minott,
Harry Pussy,
The Leaves,
Bob Dylan,
Neu!,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Skarface,
Kool Moe Dee,
Quantec,
Dave Gahan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.