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 Mauritania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Slackers to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Roxy Music,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ludus,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Cowsills,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bluetip,
The Blues Magoos,
Charles Mingus,
The Dead C,
The Gun Club,
John Cale,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang of Four,
Kenny Larkin,
Suicide,
Anthony Braxton,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Man Parrish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Echospace,
The Shadows of Knight,
Chrome,
Bobby Womack,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Moody Blues,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Q65,
The Happenings,
Jacques Brel,
Half Japanese,
The Victims,
the Soft Cell,
Tim Buckley,
Fad Gadget,
Swell Maps,
The Tremeloes,
Chris & Cosey,
the Swans,
Ossler,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Throbbing Gristle,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sällskapet,
Magma,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Technova,
Morten Harket,
Faraquet,
10cc,
Neu!,
Can,
Fatback Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Skaos,
Sugar Minott,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronan,
Zero Boys,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.