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 Portugal and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Rapeman to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Moss Icon,
Eddi Front,
Basic Channel,
Faraquet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Porter Ricks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alison Limerick,
Mars,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Beau Brummels,
These Immortal Souls,
The Raincoats,
Lower 48,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Boredoms,
Pylon,
Lyres,
CMW,
Kurtis Blow,
Swans,
The Velvet Underground,
The Misunderstood,
Zapp,
The Sound,
The Litter,
The Grass Roots,
T. Rex,
Bush Tetras,
Brothers Johnson,
Nas,
The Fortunes,
Iggy Pop,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Liliput,
The Smiths,
David McCallum,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
New York Dolls,
Ken Boothe,
This Heat,
Lucky Dragons,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gap Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Blackbyrds,
Hasil Adkins,
Gong,
The Neon Judgement,
Groovy Waters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
World's Most,
Parry Music,
Roxette,
Crispian St. Peters,
Michelle Simonal,
David Bowie,
Scrapy,
The Angels of Light,
Janne Schatter,
Gang Starr,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.