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 Algeria and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin 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 Litter to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Liliput,
The Music Machine,
Suicide,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kerri Chandler,
Agitation Free,
Flash Fearless,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eric Dolphy,
Max Romeo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Smog,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Count Five,
Massinfluence,
The Invisible,
Public Enemy,
The Zeros,
the Human League,
Vainqueur,
Bizarre Inc.,
Inner City,
Warren Ellis,
The Move,
Arab on Radar,
Alison Limerick,
Make Up,
Monolake,
OOIOO,
Minor Threat,
The Standells,
PIL,
The Skatalites,
Sister Nancy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Soft Cell,
The Black Dice,
Qualms,
Robert Hood,
Jeff Lynne,
Lalo Schifrin,
Oneida,
Pussy Galore,
Japan,
Minnie Riperton,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soft Cell,
Accadde A,
ABC,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dennis Brown,
Rekid,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Newcleus,
Wolf Eyes,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.