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 Panama and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar 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 Buzzcocks to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Alphaville,
Terry Callier,
The Fuzztones,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Drexciya,
Iggy Pop,
Barrington Levy,
Henry Cow,
Eurythmics,
Ten City,
The Barracudas,
Quando Quango,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fugs,
Skarface,
Dead Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nick Fraelich,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Misunderstood,
Joy Division,
DJ Sneak,
Harmonia,
Hasil Adkins,
Soft Machine,
Lindisfarne,
Roxette,
Erykah Badu,
Second Layer,
Godley & Creme,
Jeff Mills,
Marvin Gaye,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare,
Gong,
Janne Schatter,
L. Decosne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eve St. Jones,
Audionom,
The Golliwogs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cecil Taylor,
Black Flag,
8 Eyed Spy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Count Five,
Television Personalities,
EPMD,
Michelle Simonal,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ken Boothe,
Joey Negro,
The Buckinghams,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.