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 Peru and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 The Invisible to the dance 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
John Cale,
Matthew Halsall,
Roger Hodgson,
Fluxion,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stockholm Monsters,
Guru Guru,
Urselle,
Banda Bassotti,
The J.B.'s,
Subhumans,
Inner City,
Lou Reed,
Be Bop Deluxe,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Desert Stars,
Television Personalities,
Stereo Dub,
Sound Behaviour,
Tim Buckley,
Lakeside,
Jandek,
Circle Jerks,
Arab on Radar,
The Durutti Column,
Soulsonic Force,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Raincoats,
In Retrospect,
Q and Not U,
Marcia Griffiths,
Aaron Thompson,
Byron Stingily,
X-102,
The Misunderstood,
Siglo XX,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rotary Connection,
H. Thieme,
The Busters,
China Crisis,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pussy Galore,
Nico,
Pierre Henry,
a-ha,
Los Fastidios,
Glenn Branca,
Warsaw,
Con Funk Shun,
Zapp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Move,
MC5,
Excepter,
Steve Hackett,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.