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 Togo and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Robert Görl to the electroclash 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Eve St. Jones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fugazi,
Soul Sonic Force,
Slave,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jacques Brel,
the Bar-Kays,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Reed,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Excepter,
The Offenders,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rotary Connection,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scott Walker,
Junior Murvin,
Sight & Sound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sandy B,
Suicide,
Swell Maps,
Roy Ayers,
Television Personalities,
Fad Gadget,
Nick Fraelich,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Seeds,
Eyeless In Gaza,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Moleskins,
Nirvana,
the Association,
The Pop Group,
Derrick Morgan,
Procol Harum,
Negative Approach,
LL Cool J,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minny Pops,
Supertramp,
Leonard Cohen,
K-Klass,
Peter and Kerry,
June of 44,
Porter Ricks,
Kenny Larkin,
Jacob Miller,
Wolf Eyes,
Byron Stingily,
The Gun Club,
Joe Smooth,
FM Einheit,
The Evens,
Icehouse,
Henry Cow,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.