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 Saudi Arabia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Searchers to the grunge 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Michelle Simonal,
Crispian St. Peters,
Isaac Hayes,
Country Teasers,
Mandrill,
Accadde A,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Franke,
E-Dancer,
The Associates,
The Fire Engines,
Main Source,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Spoonie Gee,
Hashim,
One Last Wish,
Dave Gahan,
Godley & Creme,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Durutti Column,
Pere Ubu,
Quando Quango,
Average White Band,
Liliput,
Babytalk,
CMW,
Banda Bassotti,
Peter and Kerry,
Alison Limerick,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gap Band,
Yusef Lateef,
R.M.O.,
Eurythmics,
Albert Ayler,
Saccharine Trust,
The Stooges,
Echospace,
Sex Pistols,
Joyce Sims,
Flipper,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rites of Spring,
T. Rex,
Chrome,
Idris Muhammad,
The New Christs,
Jeff Lynne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
X-Ray Spex,
Masters at Work,
Jandek,
Fugazi,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Slits,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.