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 Maldives and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Tim Buckley to the punk 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bronski Beat,
Oblivians,
Motorama,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Country Teasers,
Radio Birdman,
Joe Finger,
Chrome,
Cybotron,
Bootsy Collins,
Icehouse,
The Evens,
Ituana,
Boogie Down Productions,
Minutemen,
Josef K,
Easy Going,
Blake Baxter,
David Bowie,
Patti Smith,
World's Most,
Pantaleimon,
Sam Rivers,
Maleditus Sound,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Alice Coltrane,
The Pop Group,
Graham Central Station,
Monolake,
Gregory Isaacs,
Aaron Thompson,
Groovy Waters,
The Mojo Men,
The Stooges,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Real Kids,
The Dave Clark Five,
Funkadelic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Wake,
Simply Red,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Trumans Water,
Arthur Verocai,
Juan Atkins,
Zapp,
Toni Rubio,
Suicide,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camberwell Now,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Vogues,
Heaven 17,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
D'Angelo,
Funky Four + One,
Bob Dylan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Chris & Cosey,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.