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 Djibouti and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar 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 Roger Hodgson to the jazz 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
One Last Wish,
Theoretical Girls,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nas,
Brand Nubian,
Roger Hodgson,
Lindisfarne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Trojans,
Crash Course in Science,
Boredoms,
Cameo,
Slick Rick,
Chris & Cosey,
Avey Tare,
Icehouse,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Danielle Patucci,
Fela Kuti,
Chrome,
Neu!,
Tom Boy,
Rekid,
The Pop Group,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gichy Dan,
Television,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Y Pants,
The Smoke,
Bauhaus,
Wolf Eyes,
Pantytec,
The Grass Roots,
D'Angelo,
Pussy Galore,
Lou Reed,
Bang On A Can,
Rosa Yemen,
Young Marble Giants,
Eddi Front,
Babytalk,
Tomorrow,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Pretty Things,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tim Buckley,
Nation of Ulysses,
Heaven 17,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lebanon Hanover,
Johnny Clarke,
Al Stewart,
Vladislav Delay,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
X-101,
Au Pairs,
Ituana,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Severed Heads,
The Sound,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.