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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Aaron Thompson to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
The Raincoats,
Can,
Fat Boys,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Vainqueur,
Hashim,
Jandek,
The Standells,
Tears for Fears,
CMW,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visage,
Ultimate Spinach,
Erasure,
Motorama,
Minutemen,
Todd Rundgren,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kas Product,
Ponytail,
Ralphi Rosario,
Country Teasers,
Fela Kuti,
Marvin Gaye,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Slits,
Donny Hathaway,
Saccharine Trust,
New York Dolls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cluster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Angry Samoans,
Yazoo,
Bush Tetras,
Lightning Bolt,
Piero Umiliani,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Wake,
Pulsallama,
Babytalk,
Peter & Gordon,
Make Up,
Excepter,
Surgeon,
Black Bananas,
The Blackbyrds,
Boredoms,
Unwound,
EPMD,
Amon Düül II,
48th St. Collective,
Guru Guru,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kerri Chandler,
Ossler,
Kaleidoscope,
Procol Harum,
Eden Ahbez,
The Angels of Light,
Dave Gahan,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.