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 Ethiopia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Offenders to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Roxy Music,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
cv313,
Funky Four + One,
Zapp,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Theoretical Girls,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cowsills,
Interpol,
Main Source,
Ken Boothe,
Arthur Verocai,
Throbbing Gristle,
Roger Hodgson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
E-Dancer,
Glambeats Corp.,
Con Funk Shun,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Motions,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Electric Prunes,
Joe Smooth,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Trojans,
Sparks,
Chrome,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jeff Mills,
U.S. Maple,
CMW,
Peter & Gordon,
Von Mondo,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Reagan Youth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Supertramp,
Roxette,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nirvana,
kango's stein massive,
Ohio Players,
Slick Rick,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lakeside,
The Gories,
The Modern Lovers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Unwound,
Moby Grape,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Red Krayola,
The Birthday Party,
Eddi Front,
Junior Murvin,
Radio Birdman,
The Gladiators,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.