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 Japan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 Marine Girls to the disco 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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Eric Copeland,
Sällskapet,
Maurizio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Albert Ayler,
Donald Byrd,
Laurel Aitken,
Underground Resistance,
China Crisis,
Stetsasonic,
Icehouse,
Arab on Radar,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Malaria!,
Livin' Joy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Aaron Thompson,
Mark Hollis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Y Pants,
Joy Division,
Swans,
Ituana,
D'Angelo,
The Detroit Cobras,
DJ Sneak,
Eli Mardock,
Swell Maps,
Mad Mike,
Mars,
Gang of Four,
Oblivians,
Amon Düül,
Colin Newman,
The Gories,
Archie Shepp,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kaleidoscope,
The Raincoats,
New York Dolls,
Pylon,
Rosa Yemen,
Roxette,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soulsonic Force,
The New Christs,
Urselle,
Audionom,
Q and Not U,
R.M.O.,
Agitation Free,
The Searchers,
Nirvana,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
KRS-One,
Second Layer,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.