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 Nauru and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Underground Resistance to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
DJ Sneak,
Neil Young,
Lyres,
The Techniques,
Mr. Review,
Pussy Galore,
The Electric Prunes,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Sonics,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Judy Mowatt,
Camberwell Now,
KRS-One,
Chris Corsano,
Rod Modell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sex Pistols,
Robert Görl,
Ponytail,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chrome,
Interpol,
Goldenarms,
the Normal,
Rites of Spring,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Country Teasers,
Clear Light,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Sheep,
Cameo,
L. Decosne,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Main Source,
Lower 48,
John Coltrane,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Terrestrial Tones,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Gap Band,
Cymande,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Christie,
Zapp,
The Buckinghams,
Technova,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Swans,
Bronski Beat,
Duran Duran,
The Offenders,
X-101,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scan 7,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bad Manners,
Minor Threat,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.