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 Monaco and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Malaria! to the rock 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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going 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?
Lindisfarne,
The Martian,
Boz Scaggs,
Glenn Branca,
Donald Byrd,
New Order,
The Slackers,
Porter Ricks,
Buzzcocks,
DJ Sneak,
Duran Duran,
Cybotron,
Easy Going,
Rekid,
Peter & Gordon,
The Pretty Things,
This Heat,
The Cure,
Soulsonic Force,
JFA,
Lakeside,
The Golliwogs,
Joe Finger,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bad Manners,
the Association,
The Dead C,
The Human League,
Suburban Knight,
Crooked Eye,
The Raincoats,
Fela Kuti,
Brass Construction,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radio Birdman,
Gabor Szabo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Zapp,
Vladislav Delay,
Minnie Riperton,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cluster,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
kango's stein massive,
Kool Moe Dee,
Godley & Creme,
Pulsallama,
The Pop Group,
Jeff Mills,
Scan 7,
Sight & Sound,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fatback Band,
World's Most,
Jeru the Damaja,
Man Parrish,
Sister Nancy,
Siglo XX,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Warren Ellis,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Christie,
F. McDonald,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.