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 Malaysia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Basic Channel to the electroclash 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Q and Not U,
The J.B.'s,
Ossler,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Agent Orange,
Terry Callier,
Mandrill,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Todd Rundgren,
Ornette Coleman,
Yaz,
Skarface,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Happenings,
Television Personalities,
Gong,
The Litter,
Angry Samoans,
Severed Heads,
Eden Ahbez,
The Detroit Cobras,
Television,
KRS-One,
Dave Gahan,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Big Daddy Kane,
New York Dolls,
Theoretical Girls,
Eurythmics,
The Remains,
Bootsy Collins,
Flipper,
Brick,
The Seeds,
Crash Course in Science,
The Durutti Column,
Von Mondo,
New Age Steppers,
The Count Five,
Mission of Burma,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Delta 5,
Pussy Galore,
Tommy Roe,
John Foxx,
Stiv Bators,
Peter and Kerry,
The Offenders,
Grey Daturas,
Das Ding,
Sarah Menescal,
Sonic Youth,
the Bar-Kays,
The Barracudas,
Roy Ayers,
Lower 48,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.