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 Australia and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Charles Mingus to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Bob Dylan,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ice-T,
Main Source,
The Residents,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Oblivians,
Flash Fearless,
Ten City,
New Age Steppers,
David Bowie,
Interpol,
Fela Kuti,
Mark Hollis,
ABBA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Traffic Nightmare,
Neil Young,
Public Enemy,
The Invisible,
Colin Newman,
Section 25,
KRS-One,
The Move,
Radiopuhelimet,
A Certain Ratio,
LL Cool J,
Pole,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Silicon Teens,
Amon Düül,
kango's stein massive,
Dave Gahan,
Ronnie Foster,
Spoonie Gee,
Robert Görl,
Severed Heads,
Cluster,
The United States of America,
The New Christs,
Stereo Dub,
Warren Ellis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eli Mardock,
Deepchord,
Nas,
Symarip,
Youth Brigade,
Basic Channel,
Marcia Griffiths,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pet Shop Boys,
Yazoo,
Bauhaus,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Smiths,
The Neon Judgement,
Wire,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.