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 Japan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fugazi to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eli Mardock,
10cc,
Ronan,
Letta Mbulu,
Fad Gadget,
Young Marble Giants,
Steve Hackett,
Nick Fraelich,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Neil Young,
Technova,
Bill Wells,
Smog,
Kerri Chandler,
Erasure,
the Human League,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joyce Sims,
June of 44,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Royal Trux,
Janne Schatter,
Ponytail,
Cybotron,
Drive Like Jehu,
a-ha,
Drexciya,
Rufus Thomas,
Pole,
The Knickerbockers,
Groovy Waters,
Aloha Tigers,
Fatback Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ultravox,
Kayak,
Circle Jerks,
The Standells,
Todd Terry,
La Düsseldorf,
The Associates,
the Association,
Crime,
Black Moon,
Audionom,
Lakeside,
The Moody Blues,
Jimmy McGriff,
Half Japanese,
Ten City,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Glenn Branca,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pere Ubu,
The Wake,
MDC,
Cameo,
Albert Ayler,
The Golliwogs,
Isaac Hayes,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.