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 Ukraine and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sarah Menescal to the electroclash 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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Aaron Thompson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Names,
Von Mondo,
Deadbeat,
Eli Mardock,
Alton Ellis,
Cluster,
Rekid,
Lalann,
Letta Mbulu,
Q and Not U,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mission of Burma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brass Construction,
The Litter,
Agent Orange,
Joensuu 1685,
Zero Boys,
Glenn Branca,
X-Ray Spex,
The Doors,
Drive Like Jehu,
Underground Resistance,
Warren Ellis,
Kerri Chandler,
Marine Girls,
Urselle,
Graham Central Station,
Brothers Johnson,
Matthew Bourne,
Quadrant,
Malaria!,
Mr. Review,
Eric Dolphy,
The Trojans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Bar-Kays,
Public Enemy,
Interpol,
Lungfish,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rakim,
Los Fastidios,
Spandau Ballet,
Drexciya,
The Raincoats,
Shoche,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dawn Penn,
The Knickerbockers,
Soft Machine,
Jacob Miller,
Half Japanese,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cheater Slicks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Carl Craig,
Scan 7,
ABBA,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.