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 Seychelles and from Philadelphia.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Velvet Underground to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Slick Rick,
Index,
the Germs,
Public Enemy,
Joe Smooth,
Audionom,
Charles Mingus,
Sex Pistols,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultra Naté,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
PIL,
CMW,
Underground Resistance,
Ronnie Foster,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Camouflage,
Derrick Morgan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Little Man,
The Mummies,
L. Decosne,
KRS-One,
Suburban Knight,
Sam Rivers,
The Saints,
The Electric Prunes,
Moss Icon,
Roy Ayers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Funkadelic,
The Neon Judgement,
Television,
The Smoke,
Nas,
Matthew Halsall,
Morten Harket,
Marc Almond,
Steve Hackett,
This Heat,
Aural Exciters,
The Tremeloes,
Ludus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ponytail,
Susan Cadogan,
The Last Poets,
Johnny Osbourne,
Zero Boys,
Shoche,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tres Demented,
OOIOO,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.