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 Libya and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar 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 cv313 to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Agitation Free,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Goldenarms,
Parry Music,
Carl Craig,
The Leaves,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Buckinghams,
R.M.O.,
Television,
Dave Gahan,
the Soft Cell,
Ronnie Foster,
The Seeds,
Groovy Waters,
The Doors,
Deadbeat,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sarah Menescal,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Neon Judgement,
Whodini,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hasil Adkins,
Soft Cell,
Gang Green,
Stetsasonic,
Panda Bear,
Main Source,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Searchers,
Flash Fearless,
Jeff Lynne,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Public Image Ltd.,
Urselle,
X-101,
The Knickerbockers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sun City Girls,
Pussy Galore,
The Music Machine,
The Names,
The Gap Band,
The Motions,
10cc,
Young Marble Giants,
Funkadelic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scott Walker,
Alison Limerick,
ABBA,
cv313,
Symarip,
Popol Vuh,
Mandrill,
Minor Threat,
Wings,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.