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 Albania and from London.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Kinks to the punk 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Babytalk,
Flamin' Groovies,
B.T. Express,
The Zeros,
The Grass Roots,
The Residents,
The Raincoats,
Kerri Chandler,
Al Stewart,
Matthew Bourne,
The Flesh Eaters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tropical Tobacco,
X-102,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Althea and Donna,
Silicon Teens,
Royal Trux,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dave Gahan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Wire,
Davy DMX,
World's Most,
Franke,
Skaos,
Gong,
Hot Snakes,
Scrapy,
Bill Wells,
Eden Ahbez,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Todd Rundgren,
Thompson Twins,
Black Sheep,
Model 500,
Pagans,
Brass Construction,
Soul II Soul,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Buckinghams,
Eurythmics,
New Order,
AZ,
Technova,
Neu!,
Black Moon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Pretty Things,
Slick Rick,
The Knickerbockers,
Brothers Johnson,
Sällskapet,
Maleditus Sound,
Pantaleimon,
Ronan,
Funky Four + One,
Eric Dolphy,
Rekid,
The Cowsills,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.