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 Belgium and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Technova,
The Fortunes,
Sun Ra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Anakelly,
8 Eyed Spy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Flash Fearless,
Oblivians,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Barracudas,
Lee Hazlewood,
These Immortal Souls,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Blackbyrds,
Yellowson,
Vainqueur,
The Wake,
Drexciya,
World's Most,
X-Ray Spex,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Can,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gong,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Arab on Radar,
Spoonie Gee,
Letta Mbulu,
Brass Construction,
Fort Wilson Riot,
kango's stein massive,
The United States of America,
Altered Images,
Eurythmics,
Bizarre Inc.,
Davy DMX,
FM Einheit,
Easy Going,
Gregory Isaacs,
Television,
Barrington Levy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Hoover,
Negative Approach,
KRS-One,
The Misunderstood,
The Remains,
Eve St. Jones,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Beau Brummels,
Dave Gahan,
Rod Modell,
Donald Byrd,
Angry Samoans,
Dorothy Ashby,
Television Personalities,
Saccharine Trust,
Hardrive,
Skaos,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.