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 Fiji and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scrapy to the punk 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
JFA,
Aural Exciters,
X-Ray Spex,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
L. Decosne,
Mantronix,
Sound Behaviour,
Stiv Bators,
Vainqueur,
Marc Almond,
Carl Craig,
Joensuu 1685,
The Moleskins,
Darondo,
David Bowie,
Guru Guru,
Black Flag,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ohio Players,
Au Pairs,
ABC,
Pylon,
B.T. Express,
Kerri Chandler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stereo Dub,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Robert Görl,
the Bar-Kays,
Howard Jones,
The Misunderstood,
Zero Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Goldenarms,
The Divine Comedy,
Al Stewart,
The Five Americans,
Dennis Brown,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rosa Yemen,
Wings,
John Holt,
Fela Kuti,
F. McDonald,
The Sonics,
Bill Wells,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Birthday Party,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Patti Smith,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
La Düsseldorf,
Drive Like Jehu,
Charles Mingus,
Clear Light,
Bobby Womack,
The Gun Club,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.