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 Malawi and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 Maurizio to the techno 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies 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?
Peter and Kerry,
cv313,
Joensuu 1685,
Glambeats Corp.,
Iggy Pop,
Wally Richardson,
Electric Prunes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rhythm & Sound,
Adolescents,
The Fall,
The J.B.'s,
Neil Young,
Crash Course in Science,
Rites of Spring,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wings,
Harry Pussy,
X-101,
Todd Rundgren,
Zapp,
Bad Manners,
Bizarre Inc.,
ABBA,
The Durutti Column,
the Slits,
AZ,
Fat Boys,
Boredoms,
The Buckinghams,
Letta Mbulu,
Throbbing Gristle,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Electric Prunes,
The Skatalites,
Nik Kershaw,
D'Angelo,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Walker Brothers,
Arcadia,
Funkadelic,
Lalann,
Pulsallama,
Public Enemy,
48th St. Collective,
Con Funk Shun,
Television,
Bobby Womack,
The Cowsills,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Goldenarms,
The Victims,
Henry Cow,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harmonia,
Hardrive,
Matthew Halsall,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.