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 Turkey and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the funk 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Quando Quango,
John Coltrane,
The Slackers,
Babytalk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tears for Fears,
Erykah Badu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Make Up,
Funky Four + One,
T. Rex,
Marmalade,
Maurizio,
The Slits,
Clear Light,
Agitation Free,
Black Sheep,
The Fugs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Maleditus Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
The Fall,
June of 44,
The Cowsills,
In Retrospect,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kas Product,
Fela Kuti,
the Sonics,
Judy Mowatt,
Gil Scott Heron,
Silicon Teens,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bauhaus,
Shoche,
The Last Poets,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
China Crisis,
Liliput,
The Electric Prunes,
Mantronix,
The Dead C,
Anthony Braxton,
Sun City Girls,
Susan Cadogan,
The Neon Judgement,
Simply Red,
R.M.O.,
Fluxion,
K-Klass,
Albert Ayler,
The Victims,
Archie Shepp,
X-Ray Spex,
Aural Exciters,
Prince Buster,
Ultra Naté,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.