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 Cambodia and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Unrelated Segments to the grime 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lower 48,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Smoke,
Icehouse,
The Remains,
The Slackers,
The Litter,
Delta 5,
Yellowson,
The Blackbyrds,
ABC,
Rapeman,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sam Rivers,
The Busters,
Gang Starr,
Magma,
Roy Ayers,
Severed Heads,
Eric Copeland,
Leonard Cohen,
The Martian,
Lightning Bolt,
Chris Corsano,
Jandek,
Tropical Tobacco,
Junior Murvin,
Skaos,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joe Finger,
Dead Boys,
Country Teasers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wire,
Godley & Creme,
Unrelated Segments,
Eddi Front,
Danielle Patucci,
Surgeon,
The Associates,
The Modern Lovers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ronnie Foster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Guru Guru,
The Evens,
Mad Mike,
Black Sheep,
Ralphi Rosario,
Peter & Gordon,
Henry Cow,
Loose Ends,
X-101,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lyres,
One Last Wish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.