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 Costa Rica and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the grime 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
New Order,
Gerry Rafferty,
Piero Umiliani,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Tremeloes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fad Gadget,
Bootsy Collins,
Marcia Griffiths,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nirvana,
Minor Threat,
Essential Logic,
Fluxion,
Y Pants,
The Blues Magoos,
Peter & Gordon,
the Swans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eden Ahbez,
Sight & Sound,
Cluster,
Ponytail,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Don Cherry,
Arab on Radar,
Rekid,
Roy Ayers,
The Fire Engines,
Bad Manners,
Soft Cell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Surgeon,
The Sonics,
U.S. Maple,
Schoolly D,
Gichy Dan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Steve Hackett,
Josef K,
Pylon,
Scrapy,
Stetsasonic,
June Days,
Sonic Youth,
Absolute Body Control,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Black Dice,
Eli Mardock,
Matthew Bourne,
The Standells,
Silicon Teens,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Fraelich,
Soft Machine,
The Modern Lovers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.