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 Swaziland and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 The Trojans to the techno 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
X-Ray Spex,
Hasil Adkins,
Amon Düül,
Main Source,
The Fuzztones,
Banda Bassotti,
Mantronix,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nils Olav,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Matthew Halsall,
Howard Jones,
Matthew Bourne,
The Moody Blues,
Eric Copeland,
Porter Ricks,
China Crisis,
Yazoo,
Jacques Brel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rekid,
Metal Thangz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Stooges,
Godley & Creme,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scientists,
Laurel Aitken,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Moleskins,
Eurythmics,
The Slits,
Patti Smith,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ludus,
Dead Boys,
Scratch Acid,
cv313,
The Fortunes,
Sixth Finger,
Nick Fraelich,
The Music Machine,
Von Mondo,
Interpol,
The Blackbyrds,
This Heat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fat Boys,
Skarface,
The Grass Roots,
Shuggie Otis,
Danielle Patucci,
Gong,
Panda Bear,
New Age Steppers,
Desert Stars,
Ken Boothe,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.