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 Guatemala and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Busters to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Cale,
Dawn Penn,
Drexciya,
Groovy Waters,
The Cowsills,
The Sonics,
Marvin Gaye,
Anakelly,
Hoover,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Massinfluence,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
FM Einheit,
Adolescents,
The Blackbyrds,
Crispy Ambulance,
Severed Heads,
Terrestrial Tones,
Moebius,
The American Breed,
Newcleus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Mojo Men,
Fela Kuti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fire Engines,
Wire,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Pus,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Faraquet,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mad Mike,
Dual Sessions,
Malaria!,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crash Course in Science,
Curtis Mayfield,
Agitation Free,
Todd Rundgren,
Niagra,
Rosa Yemen,
Black Flag,
Lee Hazlewood,
Peter and Kerry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Monolake,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Velvet Underground,
Hot Snakes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Standells,
The Raincoats,
June Days,
The Toasters,
Kaleidoscope,
Arab on Radar,
Danielle Patucci,
World's Most,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.