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 Iceland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Scientists to the punk 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Supertramp,
the Soft Cell,
H. Thieme,
the Sonics,
The Cure,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Unrelated Segments,
The Birthday Party,
Outsiders,
Lightning Bolt,
The Monks,
Barry Ungar,
Derrick May,
Cheater Slicks,
the Slits,
Scrapy,
The Velvet Underground,
Unwound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hasil Adkins,
Ronan,
Mission of Burma,
Crispian St. Peters,
These Immortal Souls,
Aaron Thompson,
China Crisis,
The Smiths,
Nico,
Can,
Essential Logic,
X-Ray Spex,
cv313,
Depeche Mode,
Hoover,
Lungfish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Thee Headcoats,
Yaz,
Johnny Clarke,
Sonic Youth,
Cybotron,
X-102,
The Fuzztones,
Circle Jerks,
Cameo,
Bang On A Can,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crooked Eye,
Lucky Dragons,
Altered Images,
The Gladiators,
Main Source,
Sun City Girls,
Black Flag,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Y Pants,
Roger Hodgson,
Motorama,
Fad Gadget,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.