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 Sri Lanka and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Black Flag to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Schoolly D,
Minny Pops,
Faust,
Aural Exciters,
Skriet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun City Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moebius,
Dave Gahan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arthur Verocai,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chrome,
Fatback Band,
Amazonics,
The Invisible,
The Vogues,
The Seeds,
Bang On A Can,
The Dirtbombs,
Maleditus Sound,
Visage,
Minor Threat,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lungfish,
The Selecter,
Agitation Free,
Hoover,
Supertramp,
The Evens,
David McCallum,
The Birthday Party,
Lalo Schifrin,
Patti Smith,
Con Funk Shun,
Tommy Roe,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Steve Hackett,
Smog,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Holt,
Inner City,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Modern Lovers,
Unwound,
Eve St. Jones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ronan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pantaleimon,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Flag,
Agent Orange,
Derrick May,
the Association,
Gastr Del Sol,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.