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 Dominican Republic and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Minutemen to the crunk 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
KRS-One,
David McCallum,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Letta Mbulu,
Zapp,
Barclay James Harvest,
T.S.O.L.,
Crash Course in Science,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nils Olav,
Funkadelic,
Ponytail,
Buzzcocks,
Morten Harket,
Parry Music,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Average White Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Main Source,
Leonard Cohen,
Trumans Water,
Index,
Delta 5,
Bob Dylan,
The Monochrome Set,
Fatback Band,
The Fire Engines,
The Dirtbombs,
The Knickerbockers,
The Grass Roots,
The Real Kids,
Pere Ubu,
DNA,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jerry's Kids,
China Crisis,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Neil Young,
John Lydon,
Minor Threat,
Shuggie Otis,
Lucky Dragons,
Subhumans,
PIL,
Henry Cow,
Depeche Mode,
Joe Finger,
Roy Ayers,
Zero Boys,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Darondo,
Public Image Ltd.,
a-ha,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.