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 Somalia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grime 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Radio Birdman,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Qualms,
Robert Hood,
June Days,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cymande,
Alison Limerick,
Joe Finger,
New Age Steppers,
Warsaw,
X-101,
Eddi Front,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
FM Einheit,
The New Christs,
Kas Product,
Trumans Water,
Das Ding,
The Motions,
Kaleidoscope,
AZ,
Pantaleimon,
Judy Mowatt,
Marvin Gaye,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Tears for Fears,
David Bowie,
the Bar-Kays,
Angry Samoans,
The Searchers,
The Tremeloes,
Sound Behaviour,
Jawbox,
Sugar Minott,
Echospace,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minnie Riperton,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crispian St. Peters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mission of Burma,
Nirvana,
Mo-Dettes,
Eve St. Jones,
The Remains,
The Index,
Liliput,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Evens,
Slick Rick,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Mojo Men,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Pop Group,
Kerri Chandler,
Terry Callier,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.