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 Bulgaria and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 Marine Girls to the grunge 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
The Stooges,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jawbox,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Quadrant,
Scratch Acid,
Average White Band,
Hot Snakes,
Jeff Mills,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dawn Penn,
Matthew Halsall,
Q and Not U,
The Busters,
The Birthday Party,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wire,
Glenn Branca,
Funky Four + One,
Bill Near,
Swans,
Cybotron,
Icehouse,
Byron Stingily,
Matthew Bourne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ice-T,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soul Sonic Force,
OOIOO,
Deakin,
Michelle Simonal,
Aloha Tigers,
The Seeds,
Fat Boys,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dennis Brown,
The Fire Engines,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gun Club,
Prince Buster,
Harry Pussy,
The Barracudas,
D'Angelo,
Basic Channel,
Black Bananas,
Eric B and Rakim,
Barry Ungar,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dave Gahan,
The Real Kids,
Excepter,
The Zeros,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bauhaus,
Gang Starr,
Outsiders,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.