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 Fiji and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 ABBA 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Altered Images,
Nas,
Lightning Bolt,
Ornette Coleman,
Zapp,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Frankie Knuckles,
Matthew Bourne,
Model 500,
Reagan Youth,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fuzztones,
The Martian,
Monks,
Grey Daturas,
Big Daddy Kane,
OOIOO,
Boogie Down Productions,
AZ,
The Selecter,
Jandek,
Buzzcocks,
Ituana,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fugs,
Ohio Players,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ponytail,
Los Fastidios,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Human League,
Neu!,
Eric Copeland,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eric Dolphy,
David Axelrod,
Eli Mardock,
CMW,
Moss Icon,
Camberwell Now,
Brand Nubian,
Index,
Dawn Penn,
The Pop Group,
Television Personalities,
Goldenarms,
Mission of Burma,
the Fania All-Stars,
Stiv Bators,
Sonic Youth,
Darondo,
The Fortunes,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Gang Dance,
Archie Shepp,
Lebanon Hanover,
Isaac Hayes,
Skriet,
MDC,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.