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 United Kingdom and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Agent Orange to the dance 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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 Standells,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Byrd,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Intrusion,
Bill Wells,
Thee Headcoats,
the Slits,
The Gories,
The Knickerbockers,
Drexciya,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Minny Pops,
a-ha,
Derrick Morgan,
Amazonics,
Alice Coltrane,
Y Pants,
Japan,
The Martian,
Dual Sessions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cowsills,
Alison Limerick,
The Smiths,
Technova,
The Electric Prunes,
Tres Demented,
Franke,
The Victims,
ABBA,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Urselle,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Don Cherry,
John Cale,
The Fall,
New Age Steppers,
Ossler,
Laurel Aitken,
Deepchord,
T.S.O.L.,
Sex Pistols,
The Zeros,
Metal Thangz,
Jacques Brel,
The Five Americans,
Johnny Clarke,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aaron Thompson,
Matthew Bourne,
Davy DMX,
Crispy Ambulance,
Susan Cadogan,
The Invisible,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Banda Bassotti,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.