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 Australia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Johnny Clarke to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
The Sound,
Soft Cell,
John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Swans,
Lou Christie,
Rakim,
Soulsonic Force,
Clear Light,
Ituana,
Sun City Girls,
Pierre Henry,
The Knickerbockers,
Icehouse,
Peter & Gordon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pulsallama,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Main Source,
The Fire Engines,
PIL,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DJ Style,
The Slackers,
Mo-Dettes,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Seeds,
Barry Ungar,
Ken Boothe,
These Immortal Souls,
John Coltrane,
Arcadia,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Wake,
LL Cool J,
Oblivians,
The Doors,
Idris Muhammad,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bill Near,
The Happenings,
Tim Buckley,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Yellowson,
ABC,
the Sonics,
Johnny Clarke,
Glenn Branca,
Andrew Hill,
Thee Headcoats,
Skarface,
Zero Boys,
Essential Logic,
The Techniques,
X-Ray Spex,
Swans,
Mars,
Liliput,
Roy Ayers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aural Exciters,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.