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 Greece and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Archie Shepp to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Ultravox,
The Selecter,
Little Man,
The Trojans,
Michelle Simonal,
Livin' Joy,
Fluxion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fear,
Brass Construction,
Deadbeat,
Black Flag,
Drexciya,
Zero Boys,
Bob Dylan,
Pussy Galore,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Litter,
Massinfluence,
Panda Bear,
Cameo,
Average White Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tears for Fears,
Minny Pops,
Janne Schatter,
Grey Daturas,
JFA,
Aswad,
Neil Young,
Masters at Work,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mark Hollis,
Blossom Toes,
Boz Scaggs,
Quantec,
Todd Rundgren,
Lungfish,
Mo-Dettes,
Infiniti,
Amon Düül,
The Standells,
Pierre Henry,
8 Eyed Spy,
Magma,
The Vogues,
In Retrospect,
The Cowsills,
Lightning Bolt,
Pantytec,
Joey Negro,
Blake Baxter,
FM Einheit,
Khruangbin,
Adolescents,
The Mojo Men,
Pole,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.