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 Germany and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Deakin to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Eli Mardock,
Royal Trux,
The Young Rascals,
Fugazi,
Chris Corsano,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Letta Mbulu,
Technova,
Warsaw,
Tim Buckley,
Tropical Tobacco,
Delta 5,
Theoretical Girls,
Monolake,
The Gladiators,
The Electric Prunes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
ABC,
L. Decosne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jacob Miller,
Gang Green,
Public Enemy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeff Mills,
Bobby Sherman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cure,
Yazoo,
Skaos,
The Fuzztones,
Piero Umiliani,
the Germs,
Brick,
Parry Music,
Unrelated Segments,
Kayak,
Radiopuhelimet,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sandy B,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Little Man,
Nick Fraelich,
Stereo Dub,
The Names,
Moby Grape,
Accadde A,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The United States of America,
Audionom,
The Modern Lovers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Invisible,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Leonard Cohen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.