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 Grenada and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Buzzcocks to the grunge 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Dennis Brown,
Country Teasers,
Joyce Sims,
Charles Mingus,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang Starr,
Bang On A Can,
Quadrant,
Motorama,
Oblivians,
Minny Pops,
The Residents,
Girls At Our Best!,
ABC,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Juan Atkins,
Agent Orange,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bootsy Collins,
Minor Threat,
The Detroit Cobras,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mo-Dettes,
Stereo Dub,
Mars,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Junior Murvin,
Laurel Aitken,
Malaria!,
Barbara Tucker,
Harry Pussy,
Banda Bassotti,
The Count Five,
The Mummies,
Brass Construction,
Dual Sessions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Newcleus,
The Leaves,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jesper Dahlback,
Das Ding,
Zapp,
Scott Walker,
MC5,
Minnie Riperton,
Alton Ellis,
Cecil Taylor,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Y Pants,
The Monks,
The Zeros,
One Last Wish,
Dawn Penn,
The Tremeloes,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.