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 Uganda and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ 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 CMW to the rock 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
The Mummies,
Terrestrial Tones,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Adolescents,
Barry Ungar,
Gang of Four,
Janne Schatter,
Amon Düül,
Cecil Taylor,
John Cale,
Chris Corsano,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Fania All-Stars,
Quantec,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Slits,
The Birthday Party,
Bauhaus,
the Human League,
Pharoah Sanders,
Patti Smith,
Juan Atkins,
Mars,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moss Icon,
Sonic Youth,
Buzzcocks,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fire Engines,
Metal Thangz,
Pere Ubu,
Magazine,
Television Personalities,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Japan,
CMW,
Anakelly,
Underground Resistance,
Average White Band,
Skriet,
Roxy Music,
World's Most,
Rosa Yemen,
Rites of Spring,
The Electric Prunes,
Mad Mike,
Monolake,
Qualms,
Can,
The Evens,
Sparks,
Angry Samoans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Association,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Neon Judgement,
R.M.O.,
Soul II Soul,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.