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 Vietnam and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 World's Most to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 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?
Negative Approach,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wasted Youth,
Essential Logic,
Radiohead,
Thee Headcoats,
The Index,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Fire Engines,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Soul II Soul,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crooked Eye,
Derrick Morgan,
Hot Snakes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dave Gahan,
Au Pairs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roxette,
Scrapy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Shuggie Otis,
Duran Duran,
Qualms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Remains,
The Gun Club,
LL Cool J,
The Knickerbockers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wings,
Neil Young,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Raincoats,
Junior Murvin,
Blake Baxter,
Television Personalities,
Flash Fearless,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mantronix,
Los Fastidios,
Moss Icon,
Harry Pussy,
D'Angelo,
The Cowsills,
The Martian,
Desert Stars,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Crash Course in Science,
Terrestrial Tones,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Babytalk,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camouflage,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.