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 Sweden and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Von Mondo to the funk 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Audionom,
Terrestrial Tones,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eve St. Jones,
Massinfluence,
Lindisfarne,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Panda Bear,
Gang of Four,
Camouflage,
The Golliwogs,
Pussy Galore,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gabor Szabo,
Josef K,
the Association,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Chris Corsano,
Scratch Acid,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Public Enemy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Buzzcocks,
Q65,
Barry Ungar,
Tubeway Army,
Basic Channel,
Can,
Kevin Saunderson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Suburban Knight,
Harpers Bizarre,
Maurizio,
Junior Murvin,
Dave Gahan,
The Five Americans,
Laurel Aitken,
Scrapy,
The Names,
Cal Tjader,
Pylon,
Excepter,
the Germs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Minor Threat,
Moss Icon,
Eli Mardock,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Electric Prunes,
Radiohead,
A Certain Ratio,
Nils Olav,
Brick,
The Leaves,
Freddie Wadling,
Joe Smooth,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.