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 Belgium and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Philadelphia.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Prince Buster to the funk 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro 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 guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Davy DMX,
Fear,
Banda Bassotti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Guru Guru,
China Crisis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Thee Headcoats,
Skriet,
The Misunderstood,
Leonard Cohen,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nick Fraelich,
The Neon Judgement,
Mary Jane Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
U.S. Maple,
Fela Kuti,
Ultravox,
the Germs,
Alison Limerick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tropical Tobacco,
Slick Rick,
Fat Boys,
Youth Brigade,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
David McCallum,
Lower 48,
Lindisfarne,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Livin' Joy,
the Association,
Barbara Tucker,
Swans,
Amazonics,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Real Kids,
Suicide,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Fall,
Minutemen,
Goldenarms,
Reuben Wilson,
Yusef Lateef,
Joy Division,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Motions,
James White and The Blacks,
Gang Green,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Quando Quango,
Traffic Nightmare,
Heaven 17,
Rapeman,
Pere Ubu,
D'Angelo,
The Vogues,
Crash Course in Science,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.