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 Laos and from London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Fugs to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Max Romeo,
Crash Course in Science,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Laurel Aitken,
Blake Baxter,
Lower 48,
The Human League,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dead Boys,
Sandy B,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Gories,
Siglo XX,
The Stooges,
Maleditus Sound,
Television Personalities,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alphaville,
the Sonics,
Bobby Womack,
Albert Ayler,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eden Ahbez,
Joe Finger,
Rites of Spring,
Crispian St. Peters,
Main Source,
Traffic Nightmare,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Dirtbombs,
John Lydon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ultravox,
Schoolly D,
Quantec,
Altered Images,
D'Angelo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Robert Hood,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Excepter,
U.S. Maple,
R.M.O.,
Slave,
The Gap Band,
Glenn Branca,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Juan Atkins,
Ronnie Foster,
Scott Walker,
Carl Craig,
Angry Samoans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fluxion,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mo-Dettes,
Magazine,
E-Dancer,
The Seeds,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.