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 Palau and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the organ 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the rap 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Desert Stars,
Swans,
CMW,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tommy Roe,
Procol Harum,
Pet Shop Boys,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scott Walker,
Funkadelic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Sound,
The Standells,
Avey Tare,
Faraquet,
Oblivians,
Soft Machine,
Bang On A Can,
Dave Gahan,
Heaven 17,
Rhythm & Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
Yellowson,
The Divine Comedy,
Marc Almond,
Amon Düül,
Pulsallama,
The Young Rascals,
John Lydon,
Hasil Adkins,
Wings,
Pole,
The Cramps,
the Soft Cell,
Freddie Wadling,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gap Band,
The Gladiators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Clear Light,
Deakin,
Q65,
R.M.O.,
Ituana,
John Coltrane,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Moody Blues,
The New Christs,
DJ Sneak,
Todd Rundgren,
Babytalk,
Unrelated Segments,
Trumans Water,
Slick Rick,
The Five Americans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dennis Brown,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.