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 Pakistan and from Johannesburg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nik Kershaw,
Massinfluence,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Clear Light,
Q and Not U,
Agitation Free,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sällskapet,
Moebius,
Dave Gahan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jandek,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Judy Mowatt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Slick Rick,
The Techniques,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bang On A Can,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sun Ra,
The Moody Blues,
Bob Dylan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yellowson,
The Barracudas,
UT,
Roy Ayers,
Joy Division,
John Holt,
Los Fastidios,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Skarface,
Archie Shepp,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Metal Thangz,
The Victims,
The Fugs,
Wasted Youth,
Mission of Burma,
Johnny Osbourne,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Germs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Roxy Music,
Kayak,
Girls At Our Best!,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pierre Henry,
David Bowie,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cymande,
Joe Smooth,
Rufus Thomas,
Cheater Slicks,
Loose Ends,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.