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 Costa Rica and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grunge 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Leonard Cohen,
Chris Corsano,
The Mummies,
Siglo XX,
Ultimate Spinach,
Spandau Ballet,
Glenn Branca,
Peter and Kerry,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Sonics,
James White and The Blacks,
Rapeman,
Surgeon,
Soul Sonic Force,
ABC,
Mandrill,
Neil Young,
Isaac Hayes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fela Kuti,
Absolute Body Control,
Ultravox,
Gichy Dan,
Henry Cow,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Panda Bear,
The Angels of Light,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Organ,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jacob Miller,
Judy Mowatt,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Durutti Column,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nik Kershaw,
The Blues Magoos,
A Flock of Seagulls,
World's Most,
Bang On A Can,
Crime,
Echospace,
Au Pairs,
Electric Prunes,
cv313,
The New Christs,
Derrick May,
The Skatalites,
Charles Mingus,
Tropical Tobacco,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Pus,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Young Rascals,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Modern Lovers,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.