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 Togo and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fugs to the rock 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
MC5,
Aswad,
Average White Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
48th St. Collective,
Eurythmics,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Divine Comedy,
Mo-Dettes,
Swans,
DJ Sneak,
Freddie Wadling,
The Angels of Light,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Selecter,
a-ha,
The Wake,
Oblivians,
John Holt,
Blake Baxter,
Circle Jerks,
Eddi Front,
The Stooges,
Royal Trux,
Nas,
Severed Heads,
Popol Vuh,
Stockholm Monsters,
Theoretical Girls,
Roy Ayers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Joyce Sims,
Public Image Ltd.,
Warsaw,
The Slits,
Section 25,
Intrusion,
The Smoke,
Erykah Badu,
Ultravox,
Los Fastidios,
Yaz,
PIL,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Machine,
Audionom,
Sister Nancy,
Bootsy Collins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang Green,
Eden Ahbez,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deadbeat,
Malaria!,
John Lydon,
Heaven 17,
Nico,
Kerrie Biddell,
Motorama,
Kerri Chandler,
the Sonics,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.