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 Bahrain and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar 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 Joey Negro to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Amon Düül II,
Derrick Morgan,
The Slackers,
The Skatalites,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tim Buckley,
Harmonia,
Grey Daturas,
Y Pants,
Cal Tjader,
Oblivians,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gong,
Ice-T,
The Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Letta Mbulu,
Arthur Verocai,
The Shadows of Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Delta 5,
Bang On A Can,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grauzone,
Leonard Cohen,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scan 7,
Moss Icon,
John Foxx,
Los Fastidios,
Vladislav Delay,
June Days,
Wings,
The Busters,
Eddi Front,
Man Parrish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Grass Roots,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Cramps,
Tubeway Army,
Darondo,
The Offenders,
Arab on Radar,
Bill Near,
Eurythmics,
Joensuu 1685,
Robert Wyatt,
Circle Jerks,
Josef K,
L. Decosne,
Sixth Finger,
Qualms,
Deakin,
Aloha Tigers,
The Kinks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.