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 Cyprus and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 sitar 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 the Germs to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lindisfarne,
B.T. Express,
The Offenders,
Alice Coltrane,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Roxy Music,
Archie Shepp,
The Real Kids,
John Lydon,
Hot Snakes,
Mission of Burma,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Malaria!,
Deadbeat,
Rapeman,
The Music Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Happenings,
Scan 7,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Reagan Youth,
Leonard Cohen,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Standells,
Jacob Miller,
Average White Band,
the Soft Cell,
Sparks,
Idris Muhammad,
Boz Scaggs,
The Blues Magoos,
Suicide,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marine Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Last Poets,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Stooges,
Black Bananas,
Bauhaus,
Section 25,
Byron Stingily,
Joy Division,
Gregory Isaacs,
PIL,
Max Romeo,
Royal Trux,
Ken Boothe,
Roxette,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rufus Thomas,
The Vogues,
Index,
The Five Americans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Buzzcocks,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.