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 Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pulsallama 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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
X-102,
U.S. Maple,
Depeche Mode,
The Fortunes,
Severed Heads,
Joe Finger,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
June Days,
Lou Reed,
The Star Department,
Brick,
Faraquet,
David McCallum,
Bill Wells,
The Young Rascals,
Gang of Four,
Sister Nancy,
Wasted Youth,
Black Bananas,
Visage,
Mo-Dettes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yazoo,
The United States of America,
Darondo,
Skaos,
Fatback Band,
Popol Vuh,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Motions,
The Move,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eli Mardock,
FM Einheit,
Sun City Girls,
Goldenarms,
Tom Boy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Idris Muhammad,
Wings,
The Vogues,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mission of Burma,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kurtis Blow,
Interpol,
The Cure,
The New Christs,
Groovy Waters,
James White and The Blacks,
Scrapy,
Black Sheep,
Neu!,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harmonia,
Altered Images,
Guru Guru,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.