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 India and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camberwell Now to the rock 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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soul II Soul,
Jeff Lynne,
Parry Music,
Severed Heads,
Derrick May,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Shuggie Otis,
The Techniques,
Sun Ra,
Mr. Review,
The Durutti Column,
Skarface,
a-ha,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moby Grape,
Fela Kuti,
Roy Ayers,
Ronnie Foster,
Flipper,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
48th St. Collective,
Negative Approach,
Qualms,
Johnny Osbourne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fatback Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Electric Prunes,
Scion,
Saccharine Trust,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed,
Electric Prunes,
Youth Brigade,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rakim,
Lungfish,
Wolf Eyes,
L. Decosne,
Spandau Ballet,
Newcleus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Vladislav Delay,
Maleditus Sound,
David Axelrod,
Public Enemy,
Andrew Hill,
Zero Boys,
Derrick Morgan,
Warsaw,
Lightning Bolt,
The Names,
Joy Division,
Lindisfarne,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.