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 Australia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Amon Düül to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Von Mondo,
The Modern Lovers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Don Cherry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Neil Young,
Lou Reed,
Gang Starr,
Harpers Bizarre,
Arcadia,
Wings,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Niagra,
Cameo,
Smog,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Divine Comedy,
Maurizio,
FM Einheit,
Shoche,
Lungfish,
The Pretty Things,
David Bowie,
Rotary Connection,
Harry Pussy,
Nick Fraelich,
Bronski Beat,
Newcleus,
Moss Icon,
The Wake,
Negative Approach,
Robert Hood,
Banda Bassotti,
Mission of Burma,
Stereo Dub,
Arab on Radar,
Q and Not U,
The Raincoats,
The J.B.'s,
These Immortal Souls,
MDC,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Deadbeat,
ABC,
Television,
The Happenings,
Lou Christie,
Scratch Acid,
PIL,
Porter Ricks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fela Kuti,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mad Mike,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swell Maps,
Kerrie Biddell,
KRS-One,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.