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 Namibia and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Young Marble Giants to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Duran Duran,
Amon Düül II,
Unrelated Segments,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Johnny Clarke,
Chris Corsano,
Swans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Robert Görl,
Television,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eric Dolphy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Amazonics,
Porter Ricks,
AZ,
The Knickerbockers,
Marine Girls,
Tomorrow,
Young Marble Giants,
the Soft Cell,
a-ha,
Icehouse,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ohio Players,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Lydon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Boogie Down Productions,
Todd Rundgren,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Andrew Hill,
Ken Boothe,
Crime,
Eden Ahbez,
Metal Thangz,
The Young Rascals,
Marvin Gaye,
Siglo XX,
Sonic Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Intrusion,
Zero Boys,
Pussy Galore,
Smog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bob Dylan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Blues Magoos,
The Zeros,
Neil Young,
Black Pus,
Funkadelic,
Rufus Thomas,
Jeff Mills,
Silicon Teens,
Sun City Girls,
Ultravox,
EPMD,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scion,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.