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 Vanuatu and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Glambeats Corp. to the techno 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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
The Misunderstood,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bobby Byrd,
Janne Schatter,
The Cramps,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Electric Prunes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jerry's Kids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barry Ungar,
Essential Logic,
Glenn Branca,
Carl Craig,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rufus Thomas,
Deadbeat,
Yusef Lateef,
The Selecter,
Blancmange,
Bobby Sherman,
Quadrant,
Minutemen,
Albert Ayler,
Alice Coltrane,
Scan 7,
Y Pants,
Nico,
Subhumans,
10cc,
Lindisfarne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Beau Brummels,
Q65,
Circle Jerks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Anthony Braxton,
Eden Ahbez,
Morten Harket,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Velvet Underground,
Donny Hathaway,
Ludus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Golliwogs,
Kerri Chandler,
Sixth Finger,
Radiohead,
Lakeside,
Arthur Verocai,
MC5,
Soulsonic Force,
Warren Ellis,
Public Enemy,
Cheater Slicks,
Mantronix,
Main Source,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Pretty Things,
Funky Four + One,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.