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 Slovenia and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pop Group to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
The Smoke,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fat Boys,
Nils Olav,
The United States of America,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
David Bowie,
Goldenarms,
Pere Ubu,
The Kinks,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Toasters,
Easy Going,
Talk Talk,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Golliwogs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Patti Smith,
Al Stewart,
Slave,
Camberwell Now,
D'Angelo,
Slick Rick,
Funky Four + One,
The Angels of Light,
Curtis Mayfield,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Von Mondo,
Quadrant,
The Fortunes,
Steve Hackett,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minutemen,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rotary Connection,
Barrington Levy,
Pylon,
The Modern Lovers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Second Layer,
Schoolly D,
Gang Gang Dance,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mad Mike,
Franke,
Funkadelic,
Q and Not U,
Oblivians,
In Retrospect,
The Stooges,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
New York Dolls,
John Cale,
Rufus Thomas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Organ,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.