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 Ecuador and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Icehouse to the disco 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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Junior Murvin,
Brick,
Pharoah Sanders,
Niagra,
Tres Demented,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantaleimon,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Litter,
Grey Daturas,
Swell Maps,
Y Pants,
The Wake,
The Searchers,
Joy Division,
kango's stein massive,
The Music Machine,
Tim Buckley,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sällskapet,
T.S.O.L.,
Bronski Beat,
The Last Poets,
Connie Case,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Grass Roots,
Wally Richardson,
CMW,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Mojo Men,
Q and Not U,
Infiniti,
Public Enemy,
Amon Düül,
Young Marble Giants,
The Knickerbockers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Byron Stingily,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Absolute Body Control,
Camouflage,
Rites of Spring,
Heaven 17,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Arthur Verocai,
Sun Ra,
Subhumans,
Pere Ubu,
Scion,
Scan 7,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Desert Stars,
Lyres,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Names,
The Techniques,
Ultimate Spinach,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Sherman,
Jimmy McGriff,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.