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 Brazil and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ 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 Black Moon to the crunk 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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Zero Boys,
Davy DMX,
The Zeros,
Massinfluence,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sparks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Standells,
Oneida,
The Blackbyrds,
AZ,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Gories,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Suburban Knight,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-102,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang of Four,
Arthur Verocai,
Kool Moe Dee,
Grandmaster Flash,
Buzzcocks,
Neil Young,
the Sonics,
Barry Ungar,
The Techniques,
kango's stein massive,
David Axelrod,
Oblivians,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
World's Most,
Michelle Simonal,
Sun Ra,
The Gun Club,
Alison Limerick,
Blake Baxter,
The Pop Group,
Cybotron,
Ituana,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Arab on Radar,
Warren Ellis,
Spoonie Gee,
Al Stewart,
The Stooges,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sonic Youth,
The Fire Engines,
Fugazi,
Henry Cow,
Gang Green,
Marmalade,
Mars,
Black Flag,
The Index,
Pantaleimon,
the Human League,
Nico,
Interpol,
Robert Hood,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.