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 France and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Sun Ra to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Donald Byrd,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
T.S.O.L.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
L. Decosne,
X-Ray Spex,
Boz Scaggs,
Kurtis Blow,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Warren Ellis,
Lindisfarne,
the Human League,
Pagans,
KRS-One,
Bang On A Can,
Bronski Beat,
Ultra Naté,
Vladislav Delay,
The J.B.'s,
Rod Modell,
The Star Department,
The Slackers,
The Barracudas,
Moby Grape,
Essential Logic,
The Fire Engines,
The Velvet Underground,
Agent Orange,
Television Personalities,
Girls At Our Best!,
Second Layer,
The Real Kids,
Lou Reed,
Liliput,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Victims,
June of 44,
Kool Moe Dee,
Freddie Wadling,
The Residents,
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
John Holt,
Arab on Radar,
Anthony Braxton,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Easy Going,
David Axelrod,
Bush Tetras,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lightning Bolt,
OOIOO,
Excepter,
Oneida,
Drive Like Jehu,
Barry Ungar,
Flipper,
Arcadia,
Tres Demented,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.