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 Bangladesh and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Philadelphia.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ronan to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Isaac Hayes,
Bauhaus,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faust,
E-Dancer,
Monks,
John Coltrane,
Theoretical Girls,
Lucky Dragons,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radiohead,
Unrelated Segments,
Ludus,
Moss Icon,
Toni Rubio,
Jacob Miller,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Negative Approach,
Fad Gadget,
Cameo,
The Moody Blues,
Camberwell Now,
Andrew Hill,
The Pretty Things,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tomorrow,
Inner City,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Patti Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
These Immortal Souls,
Pere Ubu,
Davy DMX,
MDC,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Busters,
Quando Quango,
Thee Headcoats,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tommy Roe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Move,
Parry Music,
Crime,
John Foxx,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joe Smooth,
Sam Rivers,
The Music Machine,
R.M.O.,
Danielle Patucci,
The United States of America,
The Velvet Underground,
Roy Ayers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Half Japanese,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.