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 Finland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Birthday Party to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eden Ahbez,
World's Most,
JFA,
Infiniti,
The Searchers,
The Selecter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Vogues,
Pagans,
Idris Muhammad,
Minutemen,
Scrapy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gil Scott Heron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Angry Samoans,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wings,
Marc Almond,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dead Boys,
MC5,
Peter & Gordon,
Television Personalities,
Vainqueur,
Second Layer,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Graham Central Station,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yellowson,
Peter and Kerry,
Zapp,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Busters,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Doors,
Ice-T,
Anthony Braxton,
MDC,
Joy Division,
OOIOO,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Angels of Light,
Slick Rick,
Gang of Four,
Slave,
The Wake,
Q and Not U,
Crash Course in Science,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fuzztones,
Arthur Verocai,
The Invisible,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
Pussy Galore,
LL Cool J,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Stiv Bators,
Jeru the Damaja,
Country Teasers,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.