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 Angola and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Spoonie Gee,
Idris Muhammad,
Marmalade,
Morten Harket,
Gang of Four,
Sixth Finger,
Leonard Cohen,
Deakin,
Tears for Fears,
Ultravox,
Unwound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lakeside,
Country Teasers,
Eli Mardock,
Kerri Chandler,
Section 25,
Terrestrial Tones,
10cc,
Youth Brigade,
Alphaville,
The Invisible,
The Techniques,
Skaos,
The Mummies,
Kenny Larkin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Radiopuhelimet,
June of 44,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Skarface,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fortunes,
Josef K,
Nico,
The Saints,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Martian,
Con Funk Shun,
Joyce Sims,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fat Boys,
Excepter,
Ponytail,
The Move,
Joy Division,
The Tremeloes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Trumans Water,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Toasters,
One Last Wish,
T.S.O.L.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Heaven 17,
The Neon Judgement,
The Monochrome Set,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.