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 Libya and from Manchester.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 cv313 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispian St. Peters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soft Machine,
Sparks,
Alison Limerick,
Little Man,
Marmalade,
Panda Bear,
Ludus,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
U.S. Maple,
The Monochrome Set,
Popol Vuh,
These Immortal Souls,
Cameo,
The Golliwogs,
Kenny Larkin,
Half Japanese,
Aural Exciters,
The Martian,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Cale,
Au Pairs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Henry Cow,
Gang of Four,
Zero Boys,
Thee Headcoats,
EPMD,
L. Decosne,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Associates,
Royal Trux,
Mission of Burma,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Section 25,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tom Boy,
Max Romeo,
Depeche Mode,
Delta 5,
B.T. Express,
Brand Nubian,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Sonics,
T.S.O.L.,
The Beau Brummels,
Ronan,
Parry Music,
Suburban Knight,
Bob Dylan,
Grauzone,
Rites of Spring,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Andrew Hill,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.