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 Mauritania and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Negative Approach to the rock 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Altered Images,
Thee Headcoats,
Tom Boy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soul Sonic Force,
Aloha Tigers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Searchers,
Tubeway Army,
Lakeside,
Boogie Down Productions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
PIL,
Unrelated Segments,
The Index,
Fela Kuti,
Joy Division,
Reuben Wilson,
Spandau Ballet,
Marvin Gaye,
The Music Machine,
Carl Craig,
Steve Hackett,
Blake Baxter,
Jacob Miller,
The Walker Brothers,
Lightning Bolt,
Circle Jerks,
Boz Scaggs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cecil Taylor,
Bootsy Collins,
Yusef Lateef,
Second Layer,
Kaleidoscope,
Camouflage,
Faraquet,
The Invisible,
the Association,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Man Parrish,
New York Dolls,
Eric Dolphy,
Talk Talk,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Quando Quango,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brass Construction,
James White and The Blacks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sugar Minott,
Joey Negro,
The Stooges,
Connie Case,
Faust,
Reagan Youth,
Public Enemy,
Eli Mardock,
Con Funk Shun,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.