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 United States and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar 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 Dennis Brown to the rap 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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Average White Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kerrie Biddell,
Television,
PIL,
The Skatalites,
Ornette Coleman,
AZ,
The Young Rascals,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Zero Boys,
the Sonics,
Scott Walker,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fire Engines,
Bad Manners,
the Swans,
Thompson Twins,
James White and The Blacks,
Icehouse,
Crime,
Fear,
Bobby Womack,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rites of Spring,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DNA,
Simply Red,
Tim Buckley,
Robert Hood,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Moleskins,
Kurtis Blow,
Yusef Lateef,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eric Dolphy,
The Pop Group,
Minutemen,
Cameo,
Al Stewart,
The Human League,
Fatback Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Offenders,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Searchers,
The Dave Clark Five,
OOIOO,
John Foxx,
DJ Sneak,
Harpers Bizarre,
Wasted Youth,
Ituana,
Sonic Youth,
Warren Ellis,
Inner City,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.