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 Kuwait and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
The Seeds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Grey Daturas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tim Buckley,
Model 500,
This Heat,
R.M.O.,
The Count Five,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Charles Mingus,
The Red Krayola,
The Pop Group,
Toni Rubio,
Byron Stingily,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Happenings,
Nation of Ulysses,
Minor Threat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Television Personalities,
Cheater Slicks,
Matthew Halsall,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mantronix,
X-Ray Spex,
The Golliwogs,
The Music Machine,
Lou Reed,
Neu!,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Yellowson,
Animal Collective,
Television,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Leaves,
Kayak,
Surgeon,
Fugazi,
New Age Steppers,
Bobby Womack,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Arthur Verocai,
The Dead C,
Dead Boys,
Crooked Eye,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Thee Headcoats,
Deepchord,
Lungfish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fugs,
Warren Ellis,
Nick Fraelich,
Lalann,
Jacob Miller,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gang of Four,
Tropical Tobacco,
Maleditus Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.